Luyện nghe bài hát Anything But Words

I believe that
Can be brave on this green
But maybe I'm wrong. Mhm. I'm wrong
on

Turns to reality
The king of principality upon me
The Holy shadows me
I write for fun, not for salary
Used to guns, now the truth is my calvary
But I got a closet full just in
The pulls some wicked bullshit
My logistic is logical, you back to molecules
Miniscule follicles, then convert your brain to subatomic
I breathe you in, and you out
You [MCs?], you live in the crease of
That's why I swarm on your college
Make knowledge born from the hood to the cottage
London to Russia, Eurasia to
The Holy Cities of the East, the sheiks discuss?] us
Christ means [crush her?], become the usher
The way of life, it be most wise
For the civilized man to us
On Bora we discuss the Torah
Then we travel across these like old explorers

I believe that
Can be on this green Earth
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the rain
Stay on the all day
my cover is over
We [fight blind the light of our lives?]
My patience is waning, the scales have
I read [?] full of
And pyres of files of light
Fleeting to the night sky

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

I believe that
Can be brave on this Earth
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the rain
I could on the streets all day
Until my is over
over
Runneth
Runneth
over
Runneth
Runneth
over
Runneth
over
Runneth
Now I see there's way
To be as a seabird
And maybe I'm
for the sun
Out in the freezing
Stay on the all day
my [?]