Luyện nghe bài hát Canvas

out of star-light,
The innocent flickers and flashes
a canvas, No.
Nobody worth it,
the feeling's sophisticated,
And the is so restrained.
The past is closer,
And I fear.

So just cut the bullshit,
And tell me independent.
Thumbs twiddling and life's escaping your mind.
in mind,
Well the air as free as it used to be,
But that's quite alright when you're eighteen, it seems-
to be,
And i'll tell you overrated.
What's a beautiful person with some dreams?

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

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

Delirious illusions flowing through the river of color,
we analyze to try to see it clearer.
Secretly appealing to a prisoner,
Now what's vision?

Initiate your shading, blend the together in time,
It only a little easier.
Suddenly you piece back together. Now,
What's your

(Chorus instrumental)

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

And all,
You're the one who me love,
was not,
for everybody.

However,
I'm to see this world
in the light,
Yet it gets darker.
You see,
It's a simple 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