Luyện nghe bài hát Birds Elope With The Sun

Air like water, like stone, birds elopes with the sun.
A velvet quietus furtively draped over
Quartz underfoot and crystalline tears
Welcoming webs of despair
Nival anphora the air
waltzes through...
The windows, shut tight, and the are fueled...
Reminding of its magnitude's inferiority.
Skyward stretching arms become and weak.
Bony fingers the clouds then curl into fists, admitting defeat.
Blood concedes to gravity's pull, leaving skeletons all erect, perforating the skyline -- an impenetrable cage... like skin drawn tight, and canvas cracked with age.
Escapist flights and lengthy nights as some succumb and awakes...
Faces count minutes 'til noon -- solar 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 and opal touch
Hallucinating, shattered glass falls as the atmosphere cracked and we are by emptiness black.
The brain keeps the company.
The is a new born, trying to breathe.
Accepting his and falling asleep, the child is a woman, resting in peace.
the sleep as a blackness forcing its way in and pushing air out through heavy lungs...
And heavy are the clouds that reach so deep and smother the in a heavy shroud.
press 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 as pixies dance to appease the leaves.
Faces once turned to catch the light, frown and turn desperately down towards darkness.
to the stiff, grey Earth