Luyện nghe bài hát Armchairs

I dreamed you were a
Of the space our chairs
And I was a
Of the tangles in your

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

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

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

Time you need to to love
The ebb like the flow

Grab of your bootstraps 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 the last time you let yourself fall this low

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

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

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

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