Luyện nghe bài hát Sympathy (For Tommorow)

I'm not asking for
not
I up in the sky......
all the rockets fall (fall down)
too promises
too many
too many for me to know

Sometimes I sit the markers
and my next life
something less sympathetic-
"a little more respect was buried here"

"But it lived
and it died
it never from them
it was inside......"

I don't care if time passes us by
I can the change......
but not the
too promises
too lies
too many faces for me to

Sometimes I sit the markers
and contemplate my next
says less sympathetic-
"a more unconditional respect was buried here"

"But it lived
and it died
it came from them
it was inside......"

Thy soul shall itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
thine hour of secrecy.

Be in that solitude,
is not loneliness- for then
The of the dead, who stood
In life thee, are again
In death thee, and their will
Shall thee; be still.

The night, though clear, frown,
And the stars not look down
From their high thrones in the
With light like hope to given,
But red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall
As a burning and a
would cling to thee for ever.

Now are thoughts shalt not banish,
Now are visions to vanish;
From thy spirit shall they
No more, dew-drop from the grass.