Luyện nghe bài hát II. Voices

- John

'Love, don't stare'
He to say to me
Sunday morning
The spider in the
The angel in the
The old man the poison
Now the widow the rules

'So speak, I'm here'
She to say to me
not a word, not a
Judas on the
the in my bed
I guess Easter's never
So I'll just inside my head

Like a but sort of silent
living off my

Voices me
'Feeling
We reflect hopes and fears.'
Voices me
'Others steal your
not confined
within mind.'

disorder
Dream
Now they my mind on the radio
But where was the Garden of

I elated
I feel
Sex is death, is sex
Says it right here on my

a scream but sort of silent
living off my

protecting me
'Good
brings the
to his knees.'
rejecting me
'Others steal thoughts
not confined
to own mind.'

"I don't be here, 'cause of my
suffering, of my illness.
Only love is worth having,
love is matters, loving every
people on terms. "
"You've got to who you're
dealin' because, like a stranger,
a-heh, just come in through
here a gun... and then, what
you do? (Heh.)"
"Everything is immaterial..."
"'n' you know reality is immaterial."
"This is not reality..."

I'm on the floor
staring at the
the spider in the window
I that I could speak
Is there fantasy in
God in
Should I on my religion?
demons in my head tell me to

I'm here in bed
my skin is inside out
Just Sunday morning

my diary on the newsstand
Seems lost the truth to quicksand
It's a shame no one is
these voices in my head
saying...

'Love, don't stare.'
'Reveal the Word you're
to'
Withdrawn and
perverted
'Being laughed at and
keeps us pleasantly
to stay.'

Maybe I'm Cassandra fleeting
Twentieth century Icon
Willing to risk
to from isolation

I'm to redemption
heard you but never listened
Can you rid me of my
Deliver us Darkness?

Voices me
threatened?
We reflect your and fears.'
discussing me
Don't expect own Messiah
This netherworld which you
is only in mind.