Luyện nghe bài hát Patterns

The night sets
the hush of falling leaves
Casting shivering
On the houses through the
And the light from a street
a shadow on my wall
Like the of a puzzle
Or a child's uneven

Up a narrow flight of
In a little room
As I lie my bed
In the early gloom
on my wall
My eyes can see
The of my life
And the puzzle is me

the moment of my birth
To the of my death
are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe breath
Like a rat in a
The path before me
And the pattern alters
Until the rat
The path before me
And the pattern alters

And the still remains
On the wall where darkness
And it's fitting it should
For in darkness I dwell
a rat in a maze

Up a flight of stairs
In a narrow little
As I lie my bed
In the early gloom
on my wall
My eyes can see
The pattern of my
And the that is me

Like the of my skin,
And the day that I old
My is made of patterns
can scarcely be controlled