Luyện nghe bài hát Departure

He was in his room, half awake, half
The walls of the room seem to angles
Elongating and shrinking
twisting around completely so that
He was on the opposite side of the
A of the light and too much caffeine, he thought
Then a knock on the door
And sound was the same dark brown tone
As the wood of which the door was
At he thought he'd imagined it
Because it would not been out of place
With the strange hallucinatory events of that night
But then it came again, only heavier this
With a sense of real urgency, so himself up
And stepping through pools of moonlight and
He made his bleary way the room towards the door
And slowly, apprehensively, the latch

The latch became a fingertip, his own

Energy sapping as a new form, the edge of his emotions
His power became his agony, his power no bounds
Whereas before, his peace have it's vastness
His became an endless force of the all impossible
His final is flying with the contempt only
Even the legendary glance backward deep
Eternity's stone in or save is already destroyed again

You share, the temperature is rising
Ghost and monkeys make a

He tried to himself back to bed
He desperately to feel the reassuring
Crisp, white sheets once taken for
To be back home, as houses
An' protected by walls covered in familiar
But even had become sinister to him
He remembered staring into the print
And seeing a of skulls
At night he listen to the click of heels on concrete outside
And try to imagine the features of the unseen figure
He would see his own face
And another realization of this prophecy rang terrible and
For at this moment, it was indeed, his own that filled the shoes
that no man would want to wear

Into the then

Into the hills then to search for another closely held goals
Into the wild forest under the billowing
Under the dreadful birds, the soil
The decrepit babies, the new loves
The preaching alphabetics, the long lost
Never to sons safely the mothers
In fact, all the guilty clouds that he move into a playground
A sense of and shadow
All the stars touch to the cold sunflower, fly to his middle eye
The wallpaper had become to him
Alas, cold
Alas, rainbow's infinity's destination
Another realization of this
All life's drums drink from and visions blinded