Luyện nghe bài hát Knots

What a
What a strangling to be caught in
To be here
To be stuck in Berlin with so near
Yet so far from the ear
What a and impossible sum
To be old to still be so young
To have sung speaking a word
To be
To be
to fail
To be
To love but to be so
To trust and to be so
To mourn, forlorn, to be from you
Scorned for another who no grief
To curse God, lightning
And to be ignored
To hide in this room, now too rich to
To hear armies of creditors bang at the
Always yelling for
And to have nothing to that could help
Except for the that sits in the corner

For it all came too easily
To the scales in every key
To play the and the suites
The nocturnes and The
To master the sonatas, minuets, and
To seek the truth fits and
To strike the middle F like an arrow through the heart
To the right hand like a dove
(the peaceful flutter of a dove)
And with a violent shove
(some moments will demand a shove)
To needle gently yet relentless with a steady foot upon the
And to clench the first inside the velvet glove
To to whisper and to scream
(the whisper the scream)
To let yearning finger breathe
(no, nothing lives it breathes)
To burn, to worship, to
To a question with a pinky on a key
To flee, to fight, to
To in air
Nothing underneath
To rap those heavy knuckles on the gate to til there's nothing to
Achieve, but
To go retrieve the of cable hidden in the cabinet
To metamorphasize the rope unto an alphabet
To lay the lazy C upon the wooden floor to rest
To send the end across the top and bend the C an S
To curve the beneath the S to turn the tangle to a B
To hug the wretched root around the fibers
To wrap again to wrap to give the coil seven loops
To penetrate the hoop
To tug the loose appendage
To yank the knot until it's for the job
it's got to do
To toss the braid above the ceiling and to affix the noose
To bid adieu to all of you
until there's nothing to do but
the chair
To the collar
Find the
To into the air