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 everybody knows, everybody knows
The song that sings
And this, is how it goes

These that weave apocrypha
They're from a strand
dark and empty rooms were full
Of hands

Awkward pause, the flaw
Time, it's a bow
is a crooked bow

Time you need to learn to
The ebb just the flow

Grab hold of your bootstraps and pull hell
Until gravity feels sorry for you and you go
As if you lack the chemicals to know, oh
The way it felt the last time you let yourself this low

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

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

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

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