Luyện nghe bài hát Not Be Found

You talk of in endless riddles
The truth is bent to fit your
Your ears hear only
Words and thoughts make you breathe

From out of the depths of you wander
for familiar sound
Of some unsuspecting
On his way to not be

Like a gone unnoticed
the cloth begins to tear
One small grain of salt in
At first is not so to bear

Out of an hour or day you're to
Play your harp and wear gown
Hiding, waiting, for the one
On his way to not be found, not be

Should our paths cross each
Keep my eyes fixed on the
keep right on walking past you
Rather than to not be found, not be found, not be

To fill pipe with dreams of amber
To taste the smoke is
But the one who the clouds
let you know serenity

Lips that with sweetened danger
Moist with ill and evil
Await their chance to the stranger
To the land of not be found, not be found, not be