Luyện nghe bài hát Caravan

Allow me a to explain
While you were sleeping the ocean drained
But

It yawned and as it rose from its bed
It stretched; and extended its head
And corporeal form
At least in at first
But when it encountered the
It took a deep in, extended its arms,
and into the sky
It took wing over mountain and it on the wind
It traveled the cities but as the sun
It grew fat and as it cursed at the
It grew fat and it cursed at the

In a thunderous rage and a of bright lights
It spat and to give birth
The is off the rose, at least for me
for me
The bloom is off the rose, at for me
Dogs me can bark, but the caravan moves on
Dogs like me can bark, but the caravan just on rolling on

When you awoke,
a new ocean had
the clamorous night,
through the storm

It from the sky
to and preform
Its endeavor
in its uniform

The Sun, the Moon, the Earth, and the
Tired metaphors played out your eyes
Sedation,

But to be satisfied and
Without any source of gain
to be what's in fashion

Interpret the meaning to
that you want it to be
I've heard these same words fall my own lips
It falls flat and I its value
It flat and I question its worth

In a rage
And a display of lights
It spat and to give birth
The is off the rose, at least for me
for me
The is off the rose, at least for me
like me can bark, but the caravan moves on
Dogs like me can bark, but the just keeps on rolling on

Better to light a
than at the darkness
Better to light a
Better to light a
curse at the darkness
Better to a candle

This is the confluence of and naivety
Swallowing a stream of lies and empty

You have to be the one to tell me
You have to be the one to let me down
You don't to be the one to tell me
You don't have to be the one to let me
You don't to be the one to tell me
You don't have to be the one to let me
You have to be the one to tell me
You don't to be the one to let me down

A way of saying nothing
But a narrative to allude to something more
a purpose and a real direction
But they're just punched in a template
The same mistakes we before
I, for one, am tired
Of that bring nothing new from the womb
But if every story is the
Then the has truly lost its bloom
Can you it back to me?
I can't relate to this, I relate
Maybe it's your preference, but I can't
I can't relate to this, I relate
Maybe your preference, but I can't relate.

"Where is the We're entertained.
is the problem? We're entertained."
My problem's the consistency with every made
just tell me a story
What does it
"Where is the problem? entertained.
is the problem? We're entertained."
I want to feel something than just betrayed
You are the
I am the
Are you satisfied,
be satisfied, satisfied.