Luyện nghe bài hát Sympathy (For Tommorow)

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

I sit among the markers
and my next life
says something less
"a more unconditional respect was buried here"

"But it never
and it never
it never came from
it was inside......"

I care if time just passes us by
I can the change......
but not the
too promises
too many
too many for me to know

I sit among the markers
and contemplate my life
says something less
"a more unconditional respect was buried here"

"But it never
and it never
it never came them
it was inside......"

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

Be in that solitude,
Which is not loneliness- for
The of the dead, who stood
In life before thee, are
In death around thee, and their
Shall overshadow be still.

The night, clear, shall frown,
And the shall not look down
From their thrones in the Heaven
With light like to mortals given,
But red orbs, without beam,
To thy shall seem
As a and a fever
Which cling to thee for ever.

Now are thoughts shalt not banish,
Now are visions ne'er to
From thy spirit shall they
No more, like from the grass.