Luyện nghe bài hát Chatterbox, Pt2

One hundred lotus in the lake,
in the where it's still.
One hundred lotus on a mirror,
where dark and deep,
accessible only to and hummingbirds.
They don't see their beauty, only see the food.
I wish I was a that could float over the surface,
instead of a person who would sink down among the
and snakes and seamonsters who against my legs.

Suitcase of candles, hat stuffed with prayers.
The candles out one by one.
They fall and roll the floor.
White and perfect, souls.
And the prayers escape into the air, vapors in the night.

Am I or am I awake?
Do I like pie or do I like
Am I or am I there?
In my bed or in my
Who knows what, if what is

Standing in a sandbox, kicking castles.
Didn't anyone tell you?
If you stand enough in a hole during the day,
you can see the stars.

Megawatts, sparks,
deep into the dark.
Reaching seeking out,
on the ground our small hearts.
Pulling our positives and negatives.
In the and the storms,
we'll feel and alone,
our feelings sprouting beside us, encircling us,
illuminated in the of the sky.
grow a little each time we see them,
small and tender shoots in a garden fed by lightning.
We'll sit breathing in the earth and sky while
trees tower over our heads, blowing madly to south.
We'll be and alone.

Blue heaven high dear heaven real heaven all heaven
my heaven yes heaven seventh heaven heaven
smile heaven sleep heaven heaven clear heaven
any heaven heaven floating heaven warm heaven
soft heaven home heaven new yummy heaven
free live heaven silent heaven holy heaven
heaven sweet heaven fluffy heaven this heaven
happy wide heaven endless heaven our heaven
be heaven heaven light heaven white heaven bright heaven
praise heaven tender heaven still one heaven
forever heaven how heaven now
heaven is now on earth.