Luyện nghe bài hát Monuments

Harsh cadence are these crooked lines we walk by,
Yet beasts of flight.
cease to line our roads home,
Drowned amongst a sea of faintly ashes.

We cannot come here.
Speaking through the in your tongue.
out that you belong.
Just for you are in thought,
And you ate of own heart.

In gathering the fragments of the time sowed,
We never chose the nor the tares.
In burning left of every single field,
How could you forget?

is left to build here?
Of which do we destroy?
sullen anger.
Put your in the earth.
You were once the roots of whole.
Right there where you stand; put hands in the earth.
is nothing left to set us apart.

There can never be an end to all the and the dust
And we will never it from our hands,
In carving your name into the stone,
How you ever forget?

We come back here.
Speaking through the slit in tongue.
out that you belong.
Just for you are in thought,
And you ate of own heart.

Immensity is now your fear,
As it calmly your steps.
In planting the seeds your very home,
How could you ever
And all we have are the monuments.