Luyện nghe bài hát Armchairs

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

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

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

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

Time you need to learn to
The ebb just the flow

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

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

Fifty-five and three-eighths later
At the bottom of gigantic crater
An armchair 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 sea slugs begin to crawl
Through the and barbed wire, oh

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