Luyện nghe bài hát Chatterbox, Pt2

One purple lotus in the lake,
in the middle where still.
One hundred purple on a mirror,
where it's and deep,
accessible to bees and hummingbirds.
They don't see their beauty, they see the food.
I wish I was a leaf could float over the surface,
of a person who would sink down among the roots
and snakes and seamonsters who bump my legs.

Suitcase full of candles, hat stuffed prayers.
The drop out one by one.
fall and roll across the floor.
White and perfect, souls.
And the prayers into the air, dark vapors in the night.

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

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

Megawatts, sparks,
crackling deep the dark.
Reaching fingers out,
on the ground our white hearts.
Pulling together our and negatives.
In the and the storms,
we'll together and alone,
our tiny feelings sprouting beside us, us,
in the flashes of the sky.
They grow a little each we see them,
small and tender shoots in a garden fed by lightning.
We'll sit together breathing in the and sky while
trees tower over our heads, blowing madly to south.
be together and alone.

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