Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

When dim in reverence to prescient passion
Forwarned my audience the stage, floating ahead
shift, within the stammering silence
The face that a thousand frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a career

You've this scene before, you've played this scene before
I, the in your eye,
I, the mote in your eye, a reaction, reaction

The darkroom unleashes imagination, in images
In which you will be the star
Untouchable,
in the darkness, in the darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced
With no flower to place before gravestone
And the walls become enticingly newspaper
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic color, the act
Let you model your on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats

I've played, scene before, I've played, this scene before
I, the in your eye,
I, the in your eye, a misplaced reaction, satisfaction

You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me under the
The custodian of your private fears, your actor of yesteryear
Who, as you crawled out of the of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of
You, who I directed a lover's will, you who I let hypnotize the lens
You who I let bathe in the glare
You who wiped me from memory like a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint

But now I'm the in the grass
The ghost of reels past
The producer of your
And the performance has just begun, it's just
Begun, just begun

Your perimeter of courtiers jerk celluloid puppets
As you stutter, paralyzed, with eyes
the shadows, flooding the wings
To pluck elusive from the understudy's lips
the soliloquy, maintain the obituary
My cue in the last act, and you'll wait in silent solitude
for the prompt, waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt.

You've this scene before