🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Song Of Myself - Nightwish

 Nightwish
  Of Myself lyrics
 [1.  A Dusty Bookshelf]
 
 [2.  That Great Heart Lying Still]
 
 The  is still locked in the cage
 The deep breath I took still poisons my 
 An old oak  me from the blue
 Sun bathing  it's dead frozen leaves
 
 A catnap in the ghost town of my 
 She dreams of  and the river ghosts
 Of mermaids, of Whitman's and the 
 Raving harlequins, gigantic 
 
 A song of  song in need
 Of  courageous symphony
 A verse of  verse in need
  a ppure-heart singing me to peace
 
 All that great  lying still and slowly dying
 All that great heart lying still  an angelwing
 
 All that great  lying still
 In  suffering
 Smiling like a clown until the  has come to an end
 What is  for encore
  the same old dead boy's song
 Sung  silence
 All that  heart lying still and slowly dying
 All  great heart lying still on an angelwing
 
 A midnight flight into Covington 
 A princess  a panther by m side
 These are Territories I  for
 I'd still give mt everything  love you more
 
  Piano Black]
 
 A silent 
 A hollow opus #1, 2, 
 
  the sky is piano black
 Piano black  cleansing waters
 
 Resting pipes, verse  bore
 Rusting  without a door
 
 Sometimes the  is piano black
 Piano black over cleansing 
 
 All that great heart lying  and slowly dying
 All that great heart lying  on an angelwing
 
 [4. Love]
 
  see a slow, simple youngster by a busy street,
 With a begging bowl  his shaking hand.
 Trying  smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices.
 I  but walk by.
 
 An old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in  attic
 It's half-light and he's in 
 When he finally comes his eyes  cascading.
 
 I see a beaten dog in a  alley. He tries to bite me.
 All pride has left his  eyes.
 I wish I had my  to spare.
 
 A mother visits her son, smiles to him  the bars.
 She's never  him more.
 
 An obese girl enters  elevator with me.
 All dressed up fancy, a green butterfly on  neck.
 Terribly sweeet  deafens me.
 She's going  dinner alone.
 That makes  even more beautiful.
 
 I see a model's face on a brick 
 A statue of porcelain perfection beside  violent city kill.
 A city that  flesh.
 
 The 1st thing I ever heard was  wandering
 Man telling his 
 It was you, the grass  my bare feet
 The campfire in the  of night
 The heavenly black of  and sea
 
 It  us
 Roaming the rainy roads, combing the guilded 
 Waking up to a new gallery  wonders every morn
  in places no-one's seen before
  on some matt-painted island
 Clad in nothing but the surf  beauty's finest robe
 
 Beyond  mortality we are, swinging in the breath of nature
 In early  of the dawn of life
 A sight to silence the 
 
 I want to  where life travels,
  it's permanent lead
 Where the air tastes like snow 
 Where grass  like fresh-born Eden
 I would pass no man, no stranger, no tragedy  rapture
 I would bathe in a  of sensation
 Love, goodness  simplicity
  violated and imprisoned by technology)
 
 The thought of my family's graves was the only 
 I used to  true love
 That  remains infintie,
 As I'll never be the  my father is
 
 How can  "just be yourself"
 When you don't  who you are?
 Stop saying "I know how  feel"
  could anyone know how another feels?
 
 Who am I to judge a priest, 
 Whore,  wrongdoer?
  am, you are, all of them already
 
 Dear  stop working, go play
  every rule
 There's no fear in  dream
 
 "Is  a village inside this snowflake?"
 - a child asked 
 "What's  colour of our lullaby?"
 
 I've never been so  to truth as then
 I touched it's silver 
 
 Death is the winner in any 
 Nothing noble in dying  your religion
  your country
 For  for faith
  another man, yes
 
 Paper is dead without 
 Ink idle without  poem
 All  world dead without stories
 Without love  disarming beauty
 
  realism costs souls
 
 Ever seen  Lord smile?
 Allt he care for the world made Beautiful a  man?
 Why do we still carry a device of  around our necks?
 Oh, how rotten your pre-apocalypse 
 All you bible-black fools living  nightmare ground
 
 I see all those empty cradles  wonder
 If man will never 
 
 I, too, wish to  a decent manboy but all I am
 Is smoke and 
 Still given  may I be deserving
 
 And there forever remains  change from G to E minor