Luyện nghe bài hát Chatterbox, Pt2

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

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

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

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

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

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