Luyện nghe bài hát Arc Of Time (Time Code)

You can a plan
Carve it stone
a feather falling
It is unknown

Until the clock up
Says time to go
You could the high
Or the lower

You clinch your fist
You might fork tongue
As you or praise
All the things done

And the faders
And the music
As we over
On the arc of

So you your love
Like a dove
In the covered of night

Every is crossed
By frenetic
separate and then collide

And they twist sheets
Till you fall
And finally unwind

It's a balloon
It's a dream you'll deny

I hear if you friends
With Jesus
You will get up
From that chalk

And then get dolled up
And dress in white
All to your place
In his line

And in you'll come
With those drums
In a saintly

No more slurs
No more haired girls
For whole eternal life

And you'll do the
was choreographed
At the dawn of time

Singing, I you son
The day would
You die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd die

You would die, die, you'd die, you'd die
You die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd die
You would die, die, you'd die

To the part
Of the heart
The fear of expands

we crack the code
We have always
But could never

On a circuit
We will be born
Again, again, again,

And again, again, again,
And again, again, again,
And again, again,