Luyện nghe bài hát Birds Elope With The Sun

Air water, water like stone, birds elopes with the sun.
A velvet quietus draped over ears
Quartz underfoot and opal tears
Welcoming of gasping despair
anphora textures the air
Anamnesis through...
The windows, tight, and the fires are fueled...
navet of its magnitude's inferiority.
Skyward stretching arms become and weak.
fingers comb the clouds then curl into fists, admitting defeat.
Blood concedes to gravity's pull, leaving hollow skeletons all erect, perforating the skyline -- an impenetrable cage... like skin drawn tight, and cracked with age.
flights and lengthy nights as some succumb and slumber awakes...
Faces count minutes noon -- solar ghosts come kiss the moon goodnight -- grey memories for now.
A families, down, will fall.
tears bury them all!
Like absconding tides, birds with the sun.
A barren desert soaked in
A sickly pallor and opal
Hallucinating, shattered glass falls as the atmosphere and we are invaded by emptiness black.
The keeps the body company.
The is a new born, trying to breathe.
Accepting his fate and asleep, the child is a woman, resting in peace.
Accepting the sleep as a blackness forcing its way in and pushing air out through lungs...
And heavy are the clouds that reach so deep and smother the in a heavy shroud.
Eyes closed and words are now visible.
The sky is an waiting to hatch.
The is the air, the wind, the trees, the Earth, the water, the fire...
Sculptors working the clay, carving angels and gargoyles, and columns as pixies dance to the leaves.
Faces that once turned to catch the light, and turn desperately down towards darkness.
Float to the stiff, grey