Luyện nghe bài hát .Upon Viewing Brueghel's "Landscape With The Fall Of Icarus"

I was born into
I exactly who I was
But I never got my chance to be
So when you lay me inside of a
Bury me on the side of the
That's a place to get some thinking done
It work out the way that I planned it
all seem to want to take it away
Everything that I to be true
So obvious to me somebody
Somewhere must have really a number on you
And I because the fuckers got me too
All the horseS
All flowers and
They will all less than nothing
When it all has to be

God me a vision of the future
In a on a Saturday night
And I see no to celebrate
For when I saw it I wept like a
It to me like a knife in the chest
You and me and everyone, forever, to ache and ache and
So Father, if it's
Let cup pass me by
But if it can't my drinking it
Then thy be done