Luyện nghe bài hát A Machine Spiritual

The people's key through arena seats
The machine played it all from memory
A fever dream, well, I'll come eventually
To wade the water, another and another

We go form some of code
The bodies float and some kind of code
The float, someone's out to know, oh

Papa hobo, don't your eyes
Mother mountain, kill your unborn child
His day is coming, his day is

A question burns beneath the centuries of
That voice heard
Well, head's a different world
Well, concerned
I boarded up the windows, a catatonic
A backwards minstrel show

So just let me go, the prisoner
Oh, just let me go, the prisoner
No one has to know, oh

Eva Braun to dye her hair
Little Hitler sighs in his giant's
And dreamed of
And of nowhere and dreamed

key ringing, filling everything
The theme thinner than the galaxy
Impart to me wisdom and eventually
I'll float into the ether, from another

We grow some kind of code
A flesh at bone, we some kind of code
A at bone, no, you're not alone, oh

History bows and it steps
In the jungle there's of purple light
starting over, we're starting over
We're starting, starting