Luyện nghe bài hát Crowded Solitude

One, two, three, four, reasons
A man for all
be inclined to want to stay
I'd love to leave this big bad
The and the glory daily grind
As we all fade
And I'd rather be in a crowd

my soul needs resurrection
And I fly the wrong
You will find me
A of gratitude
a ride on the lonely highway
Reconnect to my my way
as the man is on the moon
In my solitude

A, B, C, D, E goes
We tilt at in the
Self of the day
And all around the hordes
Of too many people
As the minutes tick away
And I'd rather not live humbled or

When you find I am missing
You will know I've gone fishing
In an blue as a fountain
latitude
Through the crashing of silence
On my knees I for guidance
Looking for a quiet
In crowded solitude

When they find that gone missing
They will know that we've gone
In an blue 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 needs
And we fly the wrong
You will find us
A mountain of
Through the crashing sounds of
On our knees we search for
for a quiet interlude
In crowded solitude

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