Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Circle Ends

Mountain
red bathed ridges
Stab up at the trembling blue
Grey slides off rooftops
Lands on the incandescent and dies
A flock of little men touch down on the thin surface of
Dawn's footsoldiers to march the twilight across our faces
ignite and explode
Scattering shards of around the room
No one even here
We're too crashin our cars every morning in the same house
Paving the same
to walk them
And even we extend ourselves, its only to be included
In a that stands still
And so often we don't struggle to improve
We struggle for the to say "We improved conditions"
And so often we form
Only to use as exclusionary devices
And we that somewhere man is beside himself with grief
And somewhere people are for teachers
And no one's
Somewhere a man stands, walks across the room, and breaks his nose against the
And somewhere these are keeping records
And writing a
For now we can call it "The Book About the Flaw
Or "The Book the Letter A"
Or "Any Title That a Book About a Man No One Cares About Might Have"
And as we turn the we call out the sounds of nothing
The sounds of a vanishing
Standing waiting