Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

When footlights dim in reverence, to passion
Forewarned my audience the stage
Floating ahead, perfumed shift, within the stammering
The that launched a thousand frames
by a porcelain tear, a stained career

You played this scene
You played scene before
I the in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in eye
A reaction, reaction

The unleashes imagination
In images, in which you will always be the star
Untouchable, unapproachable, constant in a darkness, in a
Nursing an erection, a misplaced
With no flower to place, before gravestone

And the walls enticingly newspaper thin
But that would only be developing the view
And you have to be in voyeuristic color, the public act
Let you your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat

played this scene before
I've played this before
I the in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in eye
A misplaced reaction,

You can't brush me the carpet
You hide me under the stairs
The of your private fears
You're leading actor of
Who as you out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of

You, who I directed the lovers will
You, who I let hypnotize the
You, who I let bathe in the glare
You, who me from your memory
Like a mask
like a greasepaint mask, a mask

But now, I'm the in the grass
The ghost of film past
I'm the of your nightmare
And the has just begun
It's begun, begun, it's just begun

Your perimeter of courtiers like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralyzed with eyes
Searing the shadows, the wings
To pluck elusive salvation the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the
My cue in the last act
And you in silent solitude, waiting for the prompt

for the prompt
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
for the prompt
Waiting for the
You've played this scene