Luyện nghe bài hát Armchairs

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

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

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

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

Time you need to learn to
The ebb like the flow

Grab of your bootstraps and pull like hell
Until gravity feels for you and lets you go
As if you lack the proper to know, oh
The way it felt the last time you let yourself 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 gigantic crater
An calls to you
Yeah, this calls to you

And it says that someday we'll get back at all
With epoxy and a pair of
As sea slugs begin to crawl
Through the ragweed and wire, oh

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