Luyện nghe bài hát Crowded Solitude

One, two, three, four, reasons
A man for all
Wouldn't be to want to stay
I'd love to this big bad town
The power and the glory grind
As we all fade
And I'd be alone in a crowd

When my soul resurrection
And I fly the wrong
You find me climbing
A of gratitude
Take a on the lonely highway
Reconnect to my my way
Happy as the man is on the
In my solitude

A, B, C, D, E goes
We at windmills in the
Self of the day
And all around the hordes
Of just too many
As the precious minutes tick
And I'd rather not live or proud

When you find that I am
You know that I've gone fishing
In an ocean blue as a
True
Through the crashing of silence
On my I search for guidance
for a quiet interlude
In crowded solitude

When they find that we've gone
They will that we've gone fishing
In an ocean as a fountain
We're a
the crashing sounds of violence
Fly a here in the silence
as the man is on the moon
In our

When our soul resurrection
And we fly the wrong
You find us climbing
A mountain of
the crashing sounds of silence
On our we search for guidance
for a quiet interlude
In this crowded

In crowded solitude
In this solitude
In crowded solitude
In this solitude