Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Voices

The brown and orange sky its breath
As the sun retreats to the distant
And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon lay supine
And wait for sleep to us

And from in our dark
Subconscious minds when we're
Comes a haunting mass of voices resonating
It screams of forgotten victims and their of innocence
And their plea for recognition and recompense

voices
Echoes of our
Our long and sallow turn the other way
voices
Harbored within
As we outwardly deny they have something to say
And if we don't confront them, they will go away

The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade a morning sky
with poignant morose wonder
Waking a bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the
That we carry deep

And from somewhere in our
minds when we're asleep
Comes a swirling mass of voices resonating
It screams of victims and their cries of innocence
And their desperate plea for and recompense

voices
Echoes of our
Our long and sallow faces the other way
Tiny
Harbored deep
As we outwardly deny they have something to say
And if we don't confront them, they will go away

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