Luyện nghe bài hát Armchairs

I you were a cosmonaut
Of the space our chairs
And I was a
Of the in your hair

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

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

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

Time you to learn to love
The ebb just the flow

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

Time, time it's a 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, armchair calls to you

And it says that someday we'll get at them all
With epoxy and a pair of
As ancient sea 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 feel a thing at all
and three-eighths, time
Fifty-five and time, time