Luyện nghe bài hát Canvas

out of star-light,
The lifetime flickers and flashes
a canvas, No.
Nobody seems it,
While the sophisticated,
And the is so restrained.
The past is closer,
And I fear.

So let's cut the bullshit,
And me who's independent.
Thumbs twiddling and your life's escaping mind.
in mind,
Well the air ain't as free as it to be,
But quite alright when you're still eighteen, it seems-
to be,
And i'll you who's overrated.
What's a beautiful person with some hideous

And while the isn't silver,
We're verging on the side of the road take us home.

The edge of us is weighed,
Read about your life in your papers.
Realize,
The end of us is near,
just a droplet of paint trickled off your canvas.

Delirious flowing backwards through the river of color,
While we to try to see it clearer.
appealing to a lonely prisoner,
Now your vision?

Initiate shading, blend the universe together in time,
It gets a little easier.
Suddenly you piece back together. Now,
your vision?

(Chorus instrumental)

And I don't,
Want to have to a damn
you,
Or inhibitions.

And all,
the one who taught me love,
was not,
for everybody.

However,
I'm to see this world
in the light,
Yet it still darker.
You see,
It's just a symphony,
Or a
Whatever.

This path,
It infinitely,
But my is crumbling.
Let it
the abyss,
In the midst of it won't exist.

emptiness,
it's a blank slate,
for a painter to interfere.
It's complex,
but what do I