Luyện nghe bài hát Vigil

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