Luyện nghe bài hát Anything But Words

I that someone
Can be brave on green Earth
But maybe I'm wrong. Mhm. I'm wrong
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Turns dreams to
The king of shines upon me
The Spirit shadows me
I write for fun, not for salary
Used to collect guns, now the is my calvary
But I got a closet full in case
The project pulls some wicked
My is logical, turn you back to molecules
Miniscule follicles, then convert your brain to subatomic
I breathe you in, and you out
You [MCs?], you in the crease of doubt
why I swarm on your college dorm
Make knowledge born the hood to the cottage farm
London to Russia, to Prussia
The Holy of the East, the [young sheiks discuss?] us
means [crush her?], become along the usher
The righteous way of life, it be wise
For the civilized man to us
On Bora Bora we the Torah
Then we travel across lands like old explorers

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

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

I believe someone
Can be on this green Earth
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the freezing
I could stay on the all day
my cover is over
Runneth
Runneth
over
Runneth
Runneth
over
Runneth
over
Runneth
over
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 [?]