Luyện nghe bài hát Sympathy (For Tommorow)

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

Sometimes I sit among the
and my next life
says something sympathetic-
"a little unconditional respect was buried here"

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

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

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

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

Thy soul find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the tomb-stone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine of secrecy.

Be silent in solitude,
Which is not loneliness- for
The spirits of the dead, who
In life before thee, are
In death thee, and their will
overshadow thee; be still.

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

Now are thoughts thou not banish,
Now are ne'er to vanish;
From thy shall they pass
No more, like from the grass.