Luyện nghe bài hát Young Man

I beneath the surface
I hide the ground
When I look into the
I see a kind

A kind of being
Free from state of
things together
Like a stone inside

Been hording up these
In a place my house
A place of pictures
With peoples cut out

You can see through them
Like your living
And holding them
a stone under their skin

There's a man in the mirror
a young man in the crowd
There's a young man now living far from his
But when he feels like
He's by the headlights
The

If you walk along the
In the were i was born
Where the pine are talking
And the are growing old

If you look high you
There is a coming in
with whats missing
Stories from

There's a young man in the
There's a man in the crowd
a young man now living far from his tribe
But he feels like trying
He's by the headlights
The

As I walk through the of my youth
a young man, Young man
I see the world through the of my youth
Like a Young Man, Man