Luyện nghe bài hát Not Be Found

You talk of in endless riddles
The truth is bent to fit teeth
Your hear only necessary
and thoughts that make you breathe

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

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

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

Should our cross each other
Keep my eyes fixed on the
I'll keep on walking past you
Rather than to not be found, not be found, not be

To fill one's pipe dreams of amber
To taste the smoke is
But the one who claims the
Won't let you know

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