Luyện nghe bài hát Vigil

Listen to me just hear me out, if I could have attention
just down 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 it's not clear anymore
I can't right from wrong anymore; I just 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 the bad guys die
at the time just a white lie
it was one of the but it hurt me the most
and the truth like tears in my eye
that even the guys must die
there's no reasoning no and I never knew why
even now it still me cry.
If there's somebody up there they throw me down a line
just a helping hand just a little understanding
just some answers to the questions surround me now.
If there's up there could they throw me down a line
just a little guiding light to tell wrong right
just some to the questions that I'm asking you
I keep a vigil in a of mirrors
nothing here is ever what it seems
you stand so close but you understand it
for all that we see is not it seems, am I blind?
And you sit and talk revolution
but can you tell me just in command?
when you tell me the forces we are
then I'll gladly and make plans
but for now our t-shirts cry freedom
and our are gagged by our greed
our are harnessed by knowledge
by the and the will to succeed
and if not what you believe
would you let me know I'm not alone
that I'm not just a voice in the
If there's somebody up there could they throw me down a
just a little helping just a little understanding
just a little to the questions that I'm asking you
If there's somebody up there could they throw me a line
just a guiding light to tell wrong from right
just some answers to the that I'm asking you
I'll keep a vigil in a of mirrors
where nothing here is ever it seems
I'm scared to shout in I draw attention from the powers
preside over our minds and our lives
when they find what I want is the deadliest weapon, is truth
Day by day getting 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)