Luyện nghe bài hát Anything But Words

I believe someone
Can be brave on this green
But maybe I'm wrong. Mhm. I'm wrong
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Turns dreams to
The of principality shines upon me
The Spirit shadows me
I write for fun, not for salary
to collect guns, now the truth is my calvary
But I got a closet just in case
The pulls some wicked bullshit
My logistic is logical, you back to molecules
follicles, then convert your brain to subatomic particles
I breathe you in, and you out
You [MCs?], you live in the crease of
That's why I swarm on your dorm
Make knowledge born from the hood to the farm
London to Russia, Eurasia to
The Holy Cities of the East, the [young discuss?] us
Christ means [crush her?], become along the
The righteous way of life, it be most
For the civilized man to us
On Bora we discuss the Torah
Then we travel across these lands old explorers

I believe someone
Can be brave on green Earth
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the freezing
on the streets all day
Until my cover is
We always blind the light of our lives?]
My patience is waning, the scales have
I read [?] full of
And there's pyres of files of
Fleeting mazes to the sky

Sitting on the porch, torching a stoagie in the
Rocking back and forth in my chair life
Thinking I went wrong, where I went right
Was it a fast, or a life?
my calculation everyday sensational
Every sense was stimulated, occasional
All due to the Father
The author, the architect
The one no partner
We give man the to be a gardener, carpenter
Preach the warrior, king, or you could be a
Husband, wife, child, mother, brother, sister, or
All things the heart consist of
Keep the floating [?] like Atlantic oceans
[?] reject all Satanic
We so

I believe that
Can be brave on this green
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the rain
I could stay on the all day
Until my cover is
over
Runneth
over
Runneth
over
Runneth
Runneth
over
Runneth
over
Now I see some way
To be as a seabird
And I'm gone
for the sun
Out in the rain
on the streets all day
my [?]