🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Insurgentes - Steven Wilson

 Holy  of the simple one
 When you  at me you bring me down
 You  your thoughts.
 All your prayers too 
 
 Now out of debt, you  in tongues,
 And out  bread, your work is done,
 And  dream, absolve.
  your path, dissolve.
 
 And  dream, absolve,
 And your  dissolve.