Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Circle Ends

Mountain
red bathed ridges
Stab up at the trembling horizon
Grey slides lazily off
on the incandescent ground and dies
A flock of little men touch on the thin surface of porchlight
Dawn's footsoldiers return to march the twilight across our
Skylights ignite and
Scattering shards of around the room
No one lives here
We're too busy crashin our cars every in the same house
the same roads
Unwilling to them
And even we extend ourselves, its only to be included
In a moment that still
And so often we struggle to improve conditions
We for the right to say "We improved conditions"
And so often we form
to use them as exclusionary devices
And we forget that somewhere man is beside with grief
And somewhere are calling for teachers
And no answering
Somewhere a man stands, walks across the room, and breaks his nose against the
And somewhere these people are records
And writing a
For now we can it "The Book About the Basic Flaw
Or "The Book About the A"
Or "Any Title That a About a Man That No One Cares About Might Have"
And as we turn the pages we out the sounds of nothing
The sounds of a alphabet
Standing here