Luyện nghe bài hát The Camera Eye

Grim and forbidding
faces closed tight
An mass of New Yorkers

Pacing in
Race the oncoming
They chase the streets of Manhattan

Head humanity
Pause at a
Then flow through the of the city

They oblivious
To a soft spring rain, like an rain
So light, yet endless from a sky

The are lost
In limitless rise
My feet catch the pulse and the purposeful

I feel the sense of
I feel the of hard realities
The focus is in the city

angle watcher
On ancient tales
Steeped in the history of

Green and gray
In a wispy veil
in the streets of Westminster

Wistful and
The pride prevails
Alive in the of the city

Are oblivious to this quality?
A quality of unique
To city street

may teem with intense energy
But the is calm
In this sea

I feel the of possibilities
I feel the of hard realities
The focus is sharp in the