Luyện nghe bài hát The Web

The rain auditions at my
Its echoes in my womb
My gaze scans the of this apartment
To rectify the confines of my

I'm the cyclops in the
I'm the without the cause
'midst my rubber plants
Ignoring beckoning
Clippings ancient newspapers
Lie scattered across the
by the wine from a shattered glass
Meaningless
Yellowed by
Faded photos the pain
Celluloid bleeding my mind
Christ finished playing hangman
You've cast the dice
Advice, advice, advice me, this shroud not suffice
And thus the web

Attempting to discard these memories
I only serve to wallow in our
I fabricate the with my excuses
It's strands I and pray shall last
Oh please do
Oh please do

The fly trap needs the
Ivy the wall
make love to the junkies
The sirens with their call
Confidence has deserted me, you it has forsaken me
Confused and rejected, and alone,
I kiss on its fevered brow
Security me
Obscurity me
Christ, your were so obvious
As my have qualified
I only laughed away tears, but even jesters cry
But even cry

I realize I hold the key to
Ohh I let my life be ruled by threads
The time has to make decisions
The changes have to be

I realize I the key to freedom
I cannot let my life be ruled by
The time has come to make
The changes have to be

Now I you
The past have its say
You're all but
A mote in my
have been made
They've made
been made

Decisions been made
I've my fears, all my fears
The shroud, the flaming shroud
ends the web, the web, the web, the web, the web