Luyện nghe bài hát Armchairs

I you were a cosmonaut
Of the space between our
And I was a
Of the tangles in hair

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

These looms weave apocrypha
They're hanging from a
This dark and rooms were full
Of hands

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

Time you to learn to love
The ebb just the flow

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

Time, it's a crooked bow
Time's a bow
a crooked 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 we'll get back at all
With epoxy and a of pliers
As ancient sea slugs to crawl
the ragweed and barbed wire, oh

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