Luyện nghe bài hát Departure

He was in his room, half awake, asleep
The walls of the room seem to angles
and shrinking alternately
Then twisting around completely so
He was on the opposite of the room
A trick of the light and too caffeine, he thought
Then came a on the door
And this sound was the same brown tone
As the of which the door was made
At first he thought imagined it
Because it would not been out of place
With the other strange hallucinatory of that night
But then it came again, heavier this time
With a sense of real urgency, so pulling up
And stepping pools of moonlight and shadow
He made his way across the room towards the door
And slowly, apprehensively, the latch

The latch a fingertip, touching his own

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

You cannot share, the temperature is
Ghost and monkeys a choice

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

Into the then

Into the hills then to search for another searcher's held goals
Into the wild under the billowing leafs
Under the dreadful birds, the singing
The decrepit babies, the unhappy new
The alphabetics, the long lost lovers
Never to their sons the mothers
In fact, all the clouds that he will move into a playground
A sense of and shadow
All the stars touch to the molten sunflower, fly to his middle eye
The had become sinister to him
Alas, white
Alas, rainbow's middle destination
Another realization of this
All life's drums drink from and visions blinded