Luyện nghe bài hát Chatterbox, Pt2

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

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

Am I asleep or am I
Do I like pie or do I cake?
Am I or am I there?
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 deep enough in a during the day,
you can see the stars.

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

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