Luyện nghe bài hát Black Box Recording

Slung the hoary heavens
disbelief suspended
On a shining of faith

Hanging half awake and
Of cities gleaming
a sky of ash and slate

And as the fuselage dark
You're thinking it funny
owe some people money

It's hard to keep laughing
No sign is flashing
Your mask descends without a

Your hope receding
Even the sky is
You sure use a smoke right now

And all the people wave arms
But you can't them screaming
floating through the ceiling

There's no gravity that can bring you again
It's over now
And you hope they wake you up

Now the sun is
Somewhere the sun is
But it sure shining on you now