Luyện nghe bài hát Crowded Solitude

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

When my needs resurrection
And I fly the direction
You find me climbing
A mountain of
Take a ride on the highway
to my heart my way
Happy as the man is on the
In my solitude

A, B, C, D, E goes
We at windmills in the
importance of the day
And all around the crushing
Of too many people
As the precious minutes tick
And I'd not live humbled or proud

you find that I am missing
You know that I've gone fishing
In an ocean as a fountain
True
Through the crashing of silence
On my knees I search for
Looking for a interlude
In this crowded

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

When our soul needs
And we fly the direction
You will us climbing
A of gratitude
Through the crashing sounds of
On our we search for guidance
for a quiet interlude
In crowded solitude

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