Luyện nghe bài hát The Web

The auditions at my window
Its symphony in my womb
My gaze the walls of this apartment
To rectify the confines of my

I'm the cyclops in the
I'm the soul without the
Crying 'midst my plants
Ignoring beckoning
Clippings ancient newspapers
Lie scattered the floor
Stained by the wine from a glass
Meaningless
Yellowed by
Faded photos the pain
Celluloid bleeding my mind
you've finished playing hangman
You've cast the fateful
Advice, advice, advice me, shroud shall not suffice
And thus the web

Attempting to discard these memories
I only serve to in our past
I fabricate the weave with my
strands I hope and pray shall last
Oh please do
Oh please do

The fly needs the insects
Ivy the wall
Needles love to the junkies
The sirens seduce their call
has deserted me, with you it has forsaken me
Confused and rejected, and alone,
I isolation on its fevered brow
clutching me
Obscurity me
Christ, reasons were so obvious
As my friends qualified
I laughed away your tears, but even jesters cry
But jesters cry

I I hold the key to freedom
Ohh I cannot let my life be ruled by
The time has come to decisions
The changes to be made

I realize I hold the key to
I let my life be ruled by threads
The time has come to decisions
The changes to be made

Now I you
The past have its say
all but forgotten
A in my heart
Decisions been made
been made
They've been

Decisions have been
conquered my fears, all my fears
The shroud, the flaming shroud
ends the web, the web, the web, the web, the web