Luyện nghe bài hát Vigil

Listen to me just hear me out, if I could have your
quieten down for a voice in the crowd.
I get so confused I don't
I you feel the same way you've always wanted to say
but you get the chance, just a voice in the crowd.
I don't know the score anymore; it's not anymore
I can't tell from wrong anymore; I just don't understand.
I was sitting thinking 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 me just the bad guys die
at the time just a little lie
it was one of the but it hurt me the most
and the truth like tears in my eye
that even the good must die
no reasoning no crimes and I never knew why
even now it makes me cry.
If there's somebody up there could throw me down a line
just a little hand just a little understanding
just some answers to the questions surround me now.
If there's somebody up there could throw me down a line
just a guiding light to tell wrong from right
just some answers to the questions that I'm you
I keep a vigil in a of mirrors
where nothing is ever what it seems
you stand so but you never understand it
for all we see is not what it seems, am I blind?
And you sit and talk revolution
but can you me just who's in command?
when you tell me the forces we are
I'll gladly join and make plans
but for now only our cry freedom
and our are gagged by our greed
our are harnessed by knowledge
by the hill and the to succeed
and if that's not what you
would you let me know I'm not standing
that I'm not a voice in the crowd
If there's somebody up there could they throw me a line
just a little helping 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 light to tell wrong right
some answers to the questions that I'm asking you
I'll a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
nothing here is ever what it seems
I'm scared to shout in case I draw from the powers
that over our minds and our lives
when they find what I want is the weapon, that is truth
Day by day it's getting
and day by day it's getting
but when I can't scream no more and I reassurance,
I to the crowd.
(And the boy stood, and stared at the hill. And the hill back)