Luyện nghe bài hát The Ivory Gate Of Dreams

I. (instrumental)
II. Daze
The coldness of
in the morning air as
Brazen ring reality
To announce the dawn
Removed from fleeting trance
Plunged headlong into days
Where in a circle we
The barren wastes of our
III. Dreamers
Daylight dreamers on
Deserts of
Lonely lives to live on
islands of
Surrounded by violent
of hate and hopeless
dreamers envision
tranquil seas in tomorrows
Dreaming the darkened day
Along tempest torn
Desperately the grains
of hope that through our hands
As they fall we our hold
the waves claim the final few
taken ceremony
They drift out of
away with the tides of time
Slipped through our as dreams do
IV.
From sleeping
Daily torn
In waking
are forlorn
Is all we do and all we
doomed to in a hopeless stream?
Wishing life made of lasting visions
in sleep
And if that rest filled with sorrow
still sleep
In the madness of a eternity
We'd find in
visions that protect us
from
ivory gates through midnite skies
Daylight in private parades
Perform perpetual dawn
As dusk the gate of horn.
towers appear beyond the gate
Invisible fortressess of
Traversed by made of hopes and fears
to reality
V. Ivory
Behind doors
within
Safe summer storms
and winter
Relentless
Can weaken
falter when
reality
Untouchable by all
Lost in the web youth may weave
threads seem a stronghold
But can deceive
A cold daze the air
Driven by aging
The walls give way to the
and let in
VI. on the wind
morning on a windswept plain
Embers of a fortress all that
The seeds of life burned within
flown like whispers on the wind
From the world
I look darkening skys
Through the haze of summer storms
The sun leaves eyes
VII.Acquiescence
by innocence
Deceived by
Plagiarized
Pale empty hopes
Ivory towers bow
In reverence to
As awaken
In somber shade
Ocean shift leaving
only
Final of hope
are swallowed in the
sends a certain calm
A sense of relief
from all our longings
Silently we'll
leads to quiet desperation
When reality obscures the
Makes the a grave of memories
That wander like the lonely
Whose whispers echo ruins rust
of towers and dreams turned to dust
VIII. (instrumental)
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