Luyện nghe bài hát Dawn In Breaking

(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
(Remember at the haunted grace bow down to the storm?
remember searching for a familiar face with no one
to mourn?)
Staring at silent
plastic tubes to fading dreams
preacher, in their hall
warm on the palace wall
those who alone in hell
wearing in their lapel
small change in wishing wells
the haunted that never fell
someone's dragging a ball and
looking for you in the pouring
while those who care give silent prayer for going home
If there was a brickwall surrounding the New scene
if there were secrets locked in
if there was a button you could press on the luck
if there was a for wounds to heal
if you borne in the barbwire of your mother's womb
if you were hungry before you
if you say you your bath all clean and white
you know, I you lied
remember the who said it first
he was of you and your difficult birth
how you can say a for lovers going home
Drinking from an cup
for the rot to grow
distant sounds can't be heard
and no one
who don't mind the rain
yet no wish to die
your own world could've been
you'd feel better if you cry
Dawn is breaking in the
People in the street
heards beneath their feet
children with the dead
silver spoon stained red
through a widow's veil
as desecrates the Holy Grail
you sit all alone in front row seat
you look so small and
you're mud on the feet of the men damned
you're come too soon
you should be selling two-bit watches and girly
in ruin
you're pantomime of old courtesy
you should have a degree for
you should be a hazard agent in an tower
with no
did you ever listen to the poles to you
did you stop to ask?
did you ever and hide your wasted lips
did you lift your mask?
did you ever walk with feet on by
till they take place in line?
did you know you belong
where wrong is and right is wrong?
did you really that you'd be left where
power is and life is death?