Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Voices

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

And somewhere in our dark
Subconscious minds we're asleep
Comes a haunting swirling of voices resonating
It screams of forgotten and their cries of innocence
And their desperate for recognition and recompense

Tiny
of our heritage
Our long and faces turn the other way
Tiny
Harbored within
As we outwardly that they have something to say
And if we confront them, they will never go away

The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade a morning sky
Filled with poignant morose
Waking a bear a cosmetic that verifies the turmoil
we carry deep inside

And somewhere in our dark
Subconscious minds we're asleep
Comes a swirling mass of voices resonating
It screams of forgotten and their cries of innocence
And their desperate plea for recognition and

Tiny
of our heritage
Our long and faces turn the other way
Tiny
deep within
As we outwardly deny they have something to say
And if we don't confront them, they never go away

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