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

I was born self-actualization
I exactly who I was
But I never got my to be young
So when you lay me of a coffin
Bury me on the of the hill
That's a place to get some thinking done
It didn't work out the way I planned it
They all seem to want to take it
Everything I thought to be true
So it's obvious to me
Somewhere must really done a number on you
And I because the fuckers got me too
All the pretty
All and trees
They all mean less than nothing
it all has come to be

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