Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another family morning
Grandmother at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our crispies
We can't hear at all
Mother chants her of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are
Daddy only stares the distance
There's only so much more that he can
Many miles
Something crawls from the
At the bottom of a scottish lake

Another industrial morning
The belches filth into the sky
He walks through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to why
The secretaries pout and like
Cheap tarts in a red light
But all he thinks to do is watch
And every single with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the
Many miles
Something to the surface
Of a dark scottish

Another working day has
Only the rush hour hell to
Packed like lemmings into metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal
Daddy grips the and stares alone into the distance
He knows that somewhere has to break
He the family home now looming in the headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs
miles away
There's a on the door
Of a cottage on the
Of a dark scottish
Many miles away, miles away