Luyện nghe bài hát Armchairs

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

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

These that weave apocrypha
hanging from a strand
This dark and rooms were full
Of hands

pause, the fatal flaw
Time, it's a bow
Time is a bow

you need to learn to love
The ebb just like the

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

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

Fifty-five and years later
At the bottom of this gigantic
An armchair to you
Yeah, armchair calls to you

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

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