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 stretched; and extended its head
And corporeal form
At in part at first
But when it encountered the
It a deep draw in, extended its arms,
and leapt the sky
It took wing over and it rode on the wind
It traveled the but as the sun dimmed
It grew fat and as it cursed at the
It grew fat and it at the earth

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

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

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

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

But to be and entertained
Without any of intellectual gain
Seems to be in fashion

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

In a rage
And a display of bright
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
Dogs me can bark, but the caravan moves on
Dogs me can bark, but the caravan just keeps on rolling on

Better to light a
curse at the darkness
Better to a candle
to light a candle
than curse at the
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 have to be the one to let me down
You don't 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 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 purpose and a direction
But just words punched in a template
The same mistakes we before
I, for one, am fucking
Of conceptions that bring nothing new from the
But if every is the same
the rose has truly lost its bloom
Can you sing it to me?
I can't relate to this, I can't
it's your 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.
Where is the problem? entertained."
My problem's the with every concept made
Don't just tell me a
What it convey?
"Where is the We're entertained.
is the problem? We're entertained."
I want to feel something more just betrayed
You are the
I am the
Are you satisfied,
be satisfied, satisfied.