Luyện nghe bài hát Vigil

Listen to me hear me out, if I could have your attention
just down for a voice in the crowd.
I get so confused I understand
I know you feel the same way you've always to say
but you don't get the chance, just a in the crowd.
I don't know the score anymore; not clear anymore
I can't tell right from wrong anymore; I don't understand.
I was sitting here of exchanging a new world for old
like changing on the tv, or the dirt we stand in to gold.
When I was young, my father told me just the bad die
at the just a little white lie
it was one of the first but it hurt me the
and the truth stung like in my eye
that even the guys must die
there's no no crimes and I never knew why
even now it makes me cry.
If somebody up there could they throw me down a line
just a little helping hand a little understanding
just some answers to the questions surround me now.
If somebody up there could they throw me down a line
just a little guiding light to tell from right
just some answers to the questions that I'm you
I a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
where nothing here is what it seems
you stand so close but you understand it
for all that we see is not what it seems, am I
And you sit there and revolution
but can you tell me just in command?
when you me the forces we are fighting
then I'll gladly join and plans
but for now only our cry freedom
and our voices are gagged by our
our minds are by knowledge
by the hill and the to succeed
and if that's not you believe
would you let me I'm not standing alone
that I'm not just a voice in the
If there's up there could they throw me down a line
just a little helping hand just a little
just a little to the questions that I'm asking you
If somebody up there could they throw me down a line
just a little guiding light to wrong from right
just some to the questions that I'm asking you
I'll keep a vigil in a of mirrors
where nothing here is what it seems
I'm scared to shout in I draw attention from the powers
preside over our minds and our lives
when find what I want is the deadliest weapon, that is truth
Day by day it's louder
and day by day it's getting
but when I scream no more and I need reassurance,
I to the crowd.
(And the boy stood, and stared at the hill. And the hill back)