Luyện nghe bài hát Caravan

Allow me a moment to
While you were sleeping the wasn't drained
But

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

In a rage and a display of bright lights
It spat and began to birth
The bloom is off the rose, at 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

you finally awoke,
a new had formed
the clamorous night,
through the storm

It fell the sky
to and preform
Its endeavor
in its worn

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

But to be and entertained
any source of intellectual gain
Seems to be what's in

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

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

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

is the confluence of narrative and naivety
Swallowing a stream of lies and poetry

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 have to be the one to me
You don't 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

A way of saying nothing
But a narrative seems to allude to something
With a and a real direction
But they're just punched in a template
The same mistakes we made
I, for one, am tired
Of conceptions that bring nothing new from the
But if every is the same
the rose 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 relate to this, I can't relate
Maybe it's preference, but I can't relate.

"Where is the problem? entertained.
Where is the problem? entertained."
My problem's the consistency with every concept
Don't tell me a story
What it convey?
"Where is the problem? entertained.
Where is the We're entertained."
I want to feel something more just betrayed
You are the
I am the
Are you satisfied,
be satisfied, satisfied.