Luyện nghe bài hát On This I Stand

On this I
Two sets of footprints placed ahead of the dirt from tear drops
And overlooking the earth as the son of the
protected by a forcefield of pure thought.. On I stand
A rally of unemployed disgruntled words spawned from long through somewhere
somewhere that only causes me pain as I strain my soul it with (light?)
so I could some there.
I bleed the blood of a cold stone that roams a shadow
I'm only deep enough to that I'm shallow
My I keep it up but its hard to keep it straight
when you don't in love,
and you just cant with hate
rust, leaves turn into dust,
as the difference love and lust clarifies as trust
if you only had an hour to sum your life up
would you spend that hour sayin that an ain't enough
I've escaped the shell that bound me to
now I'm faithful to the wind but to it I'm powerless
the step was made, and it was a fair accomplishment
the pond was sittin still, so I threw a in it
and as my reflection rippled it all became
the seasons always change so no reason for fear
we made an autobiography of our years
its all I got and I'm giving it you because I
See, a lot of the time humans as artists exist in a self-projected state of
were either too to our image to stay objective in our perception,
or too far away to be subjective in any
only widens the void in social conformity
introduced to our at birth and so I write.
I write without the intention of objectivity
or on the image
but only as an directional bridge
between the (floating, tunnel structured?)
present in comprable space and time.
see I write for the future,
I write the future, for the present
I write my past, about the future, for the present.
On I stand
The of a limbo adjacent to my generation, facing out the window
waiting for some ventilation, while the wind blows
graceful in its demonstration, innovation.
On this I
A fountain of youth sovereignty, (found in?) syllables than a pound of flesh
deep breath of achievement, a dream and a up call
another of the quest.
On this I
loved civilization.
On this I
The of creation.
On this I
A for self.
On this I
I thank you for help.
On this I
My first child.
On I stand
for now.
On this I
Life, love, and hate.
On I stand
An album, glad you relate. Peace...