Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban morning
Grandmother at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our rice
We can't hear at all
Mother her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are
Daddy stares into the distance
There's only so much more he can take
miles away
Something from the slime
At the bottom of a dark lake

Another ugly morning
The factory belches filth the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket today
He doesn't think to why
The pout and preen like
Cheap tarts in a red street
But all he ever thinks to do is
And every single meeting his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the
miles away
Something to the surface
Of a dark lake

Another day has ended
the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny boxes
in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the and stares alone into the distance
He knows something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming in the
The pain upstairs that his eyeballs ache
Many miles
There's a on the door
Of a cottage on the
Of a dark lake
Many miles away, many away