Luyện nghe bài hát Arc Of Time (Time Code)

You can a plan
it into stone
Like a feather
It is unknown

Until the clock up
it's time to go
You could choose the
Or the road

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

And the faders
And the dies
As we pass
On the arc of

So you nurse your
a wounded dove
In the covered cage of

Every star is
By frenetic
That and then collide

And they like sheets
Till you fall
And finally unwind

a black balloon
It's a dream soon deny

I hear if you make
Jesus Christ
You get right up
that chalk outline

And then you'll get up
And dress in white
All to your place
In his line

And then in come
With those marching
In a compromise

No whiskey slurs
No more blonde haired
For your whole life

And do the dance
was choreographed
At the dawn of time

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

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

To the part
Of the heart
The fear of expands

we crack the code
We have known
But could understand

On a board
We soon be born
Again, again, again,

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