Luyện nghe bài hát The Land Of The Living

There are those who are yes who talk all of the time
Their faces really show the way their quiet footsteps go
And when I them my mask is just the same
I put no in the crooked and the lame
If you want to walk just get up on feet
And if you want to talk just open your mouth and
What is the ugly secret that you in you heart
The truth you stand, that drives you from the land of the living
The of the living

A smile is not a and those heart-felt words are cheap
They are as as a puddle in the street
the tear drops that you shed for the humble and the weak
As you float their bodies to the promised land you seek
Where is no one to ask you who you are or what you've done
You're a face without a name nothing to explain
Oh, the dead who walk among us, what take they don't give back
See their hollow smiling faces as they upon the backs of the living
The of the living

Addition and subtraction is a and sober art
But is no place for taking stock in matters of the heart
Either you are or you are not
Inflated with self-righteousness, afloat the wind
But for all bloated virtues, I wouldn't give a sin
My allegiance is to those who are
Those who it on their sleeve, who do not run and do not hide
They begin feet of clay on shifting sand
Foolish little monkeys playing in the of the living
The land of the