Luyện nghe bài hát Some Sort of Balance

When we find a balance
Such unfair we see
Small troubled crumble
And freedom from dust to dust
people are just flesh and bone
And blood and tears and
Where the led us to the present
Where the will unfold

And I have some ideas, though I
I be blind
I ask so many
I keep leaving thoughts
Still searchin' like wasting time
At least is this bottom line
We need to some sort of balance

the way
Until see the way
It's meant to be on this lonesome
I it might take a while

The answers wait unanswered we're
Too to lift our heads
War some feelings
Helps us a taste for blood

I the "enemy" is anyone
Who has the to say
That nothing's
things are fine
That there's no reason to

I think it might a while
But it's always