Luyện nghe bài hát Brian Eno

So tired, soul
I followed the sounds to a
Imagine my to find that
They were by Brian Eno

the gates, quite stark
The roses and the windows dark
I see the through a limestone 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 of oblique stratagems
The of a sapphire soul
through creative freedoms
And I say is true
'Cause if I was telling it'd probably show

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

When I was stuck he'd make me elaborate curses
Tinctures and formulas to ditch the and flip the verses
My whole foundation unglued
When I tried to by ambient light

Dipping swords in metaphors,
But what does he
always one step behind him
He's Eno, Brian Eno

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

Well, all by the oldest stone
the shade trees grow
The creature by the
Feature with a ghostly

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

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

Yeah, dipping swords in metaphors,
But does he know?
I can see you forests 'cause I don't know
Eno

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

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