Luyện nghe bài hát The Singer

As I walk these narrow
Where a million passin have trod before me
With my in my hand
I realize nobody knows me

Where the multitude
and cried my name out for a song
Today the are empty
And the crowds have all gone

I pass a houses
But there is no that I belong
All I knew to you
Was song after song song

All the truths I to tell you
Were as to you as the moon
Born 200 too late
And 200 too soon

I'm a child of age
Locked into the of your book
And when I am but dust and
And all the stop to take a look

Will they at the miracles I did perform
And the heights I did
Or will they tear out the of the book
To light a

With the on my face
is no place that I belong
Did you forget this fucking singer so
And did you forget my