Luyện nghe bài hát Bubbles

Take an axe to past, to your family tree
Carve a face from the wood, an
Make wings the leaves, hide from the bark
Kindling for the hair, for his heart

to draw you right
Someone to the light

Draw the blue from the into his eyes
Carve the lines on his face, a map of the
Juice from the of a beet for his skin
Set the tides of the blood the pulse of the drum

to draw you right
Someone to the light
I'm alive, I'm

the boy in the stream, so tenderly
Press his lips to your lips, him your breath
He awakes with the weight of the vision he
Sees the rent in through which he must fold

to draw you right
Someone to catch the
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm

Stir the with a drum, kiss smoke in his mouth
Show him signs of a life a whole lot better
And he calls down the rain, tornadoes and
There's a world in his veins that's a lot better

I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm
I'm alive, I'm

Fingers to the sky, a snake for a spine
He's drunk on a that's a whole lot better
him songs of the bees, double helix and honey comb
Play him wind through the that's a whole lot better

Alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm
I'm alive, I'm