🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Song Of Myself - Nightwish

 Nightwish
 Song  Myself lyrics
 [1. From A  Bookshelf]
 
 [2. All  Great Heart Lying Still]
 
 The  is still locked in the cage
 The  breath I took still poisons my lungs
 An old oak sheltering  from the blue
 Sun bathing on  dead frozen leaves
 
 A catnap in the ghost town  my heart
  dreams of storytime and the river ghosts
 Of mermaids, of  and the rude
 Raving harlequins,  toys
 
  song of mea song in need
 Of a  symphony
 A verse of mea verse in 
 Of a ppure-heart singing  to peace
 
 All  great heart lying still and slowly dying
 All that great heart lying  on an angelwing
 
 All that great  lying still
 In  suffering
 Smiling like a clown until the show has come to  end
 What is left  encore
 Is the same old dead boy's 
  in silence
 All that great heart lying still  slowly dying
 All that great heart lying  on an angelwing
 
 A midnight flight into  Woods
 A  and a panther by m side
 These are  I live for
 I'd still give  everything to love you more
 
  Piano Black]
 
 A  symphony
 A hollow opus #1,  3
 
 Sometimes  sky is piano black
 Piano black  cleansing waters
 
  pipes, verse of bore
 Rusting keys without a 
 
 Sometimes the within  piano black
 Piano black  cleansing waters
 
 All that great heart lying still and slowly 
 All  great heart lying still on an angelwing
 
 [4. Love]
 
 I see a slow, simple  by a busy street,
 With a begging bowl in  shaking hand.
 Trying to smile but hurting  Nobody notices.
 I do, but walk 
 
 An old man gets naked and kisses  model-doll in his attic
 It's half-light  he's in tears.
 When he finally comes  eyes are cascading.
 
 I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley.  tries to bite me.
  pride has left his wild eyes.
 I wish  had my leg to spare.
 
 A mother visits her son, smiles to  through the bars.
  never loved him more.
 
 An obese girl enters an elevator  me.
 All  up fancy, a green butterfly on her neck.
 Terribly  perfume deafens me.
 She's  to dinner alone.
 That makes her  more beautiful.
 
  see a model's face on a brick wall.
 A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent  kill.
 A city that worships 
 
 The 1st thing  ever heard was a wandering
 Man  his story
 It was you, the grass under my bare 
 The campfire  the dead of night
  heavenly black of sky and sea
 
  was us
 Roaming  rainy roads, combing the guilded beaches
 Waking up to a  gallery of wonders every morn
 Bathing in places no-one's seen 
 Shipwrecked  some matt-painted island
 Clad  nothing but the surf - beauty's finest robe
 
 Beyond all mortality we are, swinging  the breath of nature
 In early air  the dawn of life
 A  to silence the heavens
 
 I want to  where life travels,
 Following it's permanent 
 Where the air tastes like  music
 Where grass  like fresh-born Eden
 I would pass no man,  stranger, no tragedy or rapture
  would bathe in a world of sensation
 Love, goodness  simplicity
 (While violated  imprisoned by technology)
 
 The thought of my family's graves  the only moment
 I used  experience true love
  love remains infintie,
 As I'll never be the  my father is
 
 How can  "just be yourself"
 When you  know who you are?
 Stop saying "I  how you feel"
 How could anyone know how  feels?
 
 Who am I  judge a priest, beggar,
 Whore, politician, 
 I am,  are, all of them already
 
 Dear child, stop working, go 
  every rule
  no fear in a dream
 
 "Is there  village inside this snowflake?"
 - a  asked me
 "What's the  of our lullaby?"
 
 I've never been so close  truth as then
 I  it's silver lining
 
 Death  the winner in any war
 Nothing noble in dying for your 
 For your 
  ideology, for faith
 For  man, yes
 
 Paper  dead without words
  idle without a poem
  the world dead without stories
 Without love and  beauty
 
  realism costs souls
 
 Ever seen the  smile?
 Allt he care for  world made Beautiful a sad man?
 Why do we still carry a device of  around our necks?
 Oh,  rotten your pre-apocalypse is
 All you  fools living over nightmare ground
 
 I see all those empty cradles and 
  man will never change
 
 I, too, wish to be a decent manboy but  I am
 Is smoke  mirrors
 Still given everything,  I be deserving
 
 And there forever  the change from G to E minor