Luyện nghe bài hát Caravan

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

It yawned and groaned as it rose its bed
It diluted and extended its head
And took form
At least in part at
But when it the Earth
It took a draw in, extended its arms,
and into the sky
It took wing mountain and it rode on the wind
It traveled the but as the sun dimmed
It grew fat and as it at the earth
It fat and it cursed at the earth

In a rage and a display of bright lights
It spat and to give birth
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

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

It fell the sky
to reform and
Its endless
in its uniform

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

But to be and entertained
Without any source of intellectual
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 flat and I question its value
It flat and I question its worth

In a thunderous
And a display of bright
It spat and began to 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 caravan keeps on rolling on

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

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

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

A catchy way of saying
But a seems to allude to something more
With a and a real direction
But they're just punched in a template
The mistakes we made before
I, for one, am tired
Of conceptions that bring new from the womb
But if every story is the
Then the rose has lost its bloom
Can you sing it to me?
I can't relate to this, I can't
Maybe it's preference, but I can't relate
I can't relate to this, I can't
Maybe it's your preference, but I relate.

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