Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Voices

The brown and sky holds its breath
As the sun retreats to the horizon
And our palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine
And for sleep to overcome us

And somewhere in our dark
minds when we're asleep
Comes a haunting swirling mass of resonating
It of forgotten victims and their cries of innocence
And their plea for recognition and recompense

voices
Echoes of our
Our long and sallow faces the other way
voices
Harbored deep
As we outwardly deny that have something to say
And if we don't them, they will never go away

The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into a sky
Filled with poignant wonder
a bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil
That we carry deep

And somewhere in our dark
Subconscious when we're asleep
a haunting swirling mass of voices resonating
It screams of forgotten victims and their cries of
And their desperate plea for and recompense

voices
Echoes of our
Our and sallow faces turn the other way
voices
Harbored deep
As we outwardly deny they have something to say
And if we don't confront them, they never go away

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