Luyện nghe bài hát This Is My Voice

This is my
There are many it
But one if mine
And its a fine
When you try and the finer points of politics
being a latin word
Poly meaning
And Tics blood sucking butt lumps
See, too live in countries where its
Bullets instead of
gavels fall like mallets
When in the hands of those
Whose can be bought
As easily as children can be to covet
And the only ones willing to up
Are to live
So far the radar
the underground is considered above it
This is for the Ho Chi
And the Colins
For the De Sades
And the muted
is my voice
There are like it
But one is mine
-- not always
Right, but we've got the to be wrong
We're not free
So this is a short story long
This is my
are many like it
but one is mine
and time it's for the sons and daughters
who watch their mothers and
drown in waters while
for the "American dream"
in the creek called the mainstream
This is for the people
sleeping on vents
makeshift tents
out of cardboard and old
to catch 40 winks
in between the crash of car
risking their necks by another day
so they can starve
so that famine can carve their body into a
before their heart beating
so that men in a boardroom
can it harder for them to get welfare, health care,
it's no some of them pawn off their own wheelchair
and every time I 'em by
I can't but feel at fault
that maybe I didn't search myself enough
for the alt "s"
so that I save the world
Or at this little girl
up into a ball
I've spent most of my life compassion back
like a fish too small
Gotta cash in my reality
drop her some fantasies
cause got three separate degrees
different universities,
but the most valuable thing I ever
was to believe people they say "Please."
is my voice,
there are like it,
but one is mine.
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You been real,
reamed out,
on, put down,
ever been ever rowdy at the sound
when own heart breaks,
not to take the time, to the time
ever been and not heard,
you blurred the lines for those who tried
to find some way to what you are,
as if you far from them,
at at the heart of them its more than a part of them.
you ever been told too young or too old,
and there's always line
when willing to walk by,
and you gotta receive and then beat the
so don't try to define us this time we' re fine.
so don't try to us cause this time we're fine.
so don't try to define us cause this we' re fine.
We're pissed and we're loud and now you why.
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tell me there are no heroes
This is for them, the and the men.
For Helen Keller who all odds found a voice.
For the choice Veronica made.
For Martin Luther King who stayed just long
to share a with us.
This is for day on the bus for sister Rosa Parks.
for the Joan of Arcs who believe
even in the face of sparks flame.
The political game Louis Riel refused to play
This is for the day the Dalai Lama finally goes
For Dr. Jeffrey Wigand who alone stared big tobacco
For Nelson Mandela who to go the extra mile
This is for the trial that found a man
of shooting Medger Evers dead.
This is for Malcolm X said,
by athletes who left the Olympics double-fisted
For Miller,
blacklisted for calling a witch what it was
For Galileo locked up he said the earth was round
For the Two Live who found the sound that got them banned in the USA.
And imagine if we could hear John Lennon play.
This is for the who stood up today and said, "No!".
For Edward R. Murrow who down McCarthy.
For Rushdie, Mahatma Ghandi,
You, me, this city, country.
We will have a choice.
you stand up to be counted.
the world,
is my voice,
There are many it,
but this one is