Luyện nghe bài hát Armchairs

I dreamed you a cosmonaut
Of the between our chairs
And I was a
Of the tangles in your

I sang the song that silence
It's the one that knows, everybody knows
The song silence sings
And this, this is how it

looms that weave apocrypha
They're hanging from a
dark and empty rooms were full
Of incandescent

Awkward pause, the flaw
Time, a crooked bow
is a crooked bow

Time you need to to love
The ebb like the flow

Grab hold of your bootstraps and pull like
gravity feels sorry for you and lets you go
As if you the proper chemicals to know, oh
The way it felt the time you let yourself fall this low

Time, it's a crooked bow
a crooked bow
Time's a bow, oh, ooh

Fifty-five and three-eighths later
At the of this gigantic crater
An calls to you
Yeah, this armchair to you

And it says that someday get back at them all
With epoxy and a of pliers
As sea slugs begin to crawl
the ragweed and barbed wire, oh

You didn't write, you didn't
It didn't your mind at all, hey
Through the waves, the waves of hay and
You couldn't feel a at all
Fifty-five and three-eighths,
Fifty-five and time, time