Luyện nghe bài hát Brian Eno

So tired, soul
I the sounds to a cathedral
Imagine my surprise to find
were produced by Brian Eno

Past the gates, quite
The roses trimmed and the windows
I see the walls through a crack
Not red, not blue, not yellow but
And all the spaces for you
If the sky was you'd probably know

He taught me things
The wisdom of oblique
The prophet of a sapphire
Presented creative freedoms
And everything I say is
'Cause if I was telling lies it'd show

I can that he's kind of smiling
But does he know?
We're always one behind him
He's Eno, Brian Eno

When I was stuck make me memorize elaborate curses
Tinctures and formulas to ditch the and flip the verses
My whole foundation came
When I to humanize by ambient light

swords in metaphors, yeah
But what does he
We're always one step him
He's Eno, Brian Eno

He pretty worlds
And all the I could dream of
Peter, George St. John
Le Baptiste De La Eno

Well, all alone by the oldest
Where the shade grow
The by the water
Feature with a glow

Yeah, he's making that time's preserved well
We what we sow
We're always one behind him
He's Eno

Yeah, I can that he's doing well, yeah
But what does he
I'm always one step him
Brian Eno

Yeah, dipping in metaphors, yeah
But what he know?
I can see you planting 'cause I don't know
Eno

I can tell that kind of smiling
But what he know?
I will be a step behind him
Brian Eno

Yeah, he's sure that time's preserved well
We what we sow
I'm one step behind him
I don't know Brian Eno