Luyện nghe bài hát Chatterbox, Pt2

One hundred lotus in the lake,
in the middle it's still.
One purple lotus on a mirror,
it's dark and deep,
accessible to bees 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 down the roots
and snakes and seamonsters who bump my legs.

Suitcase of candles, hat stuffed with prayers.
The candles out one by one.
They fall and roll the floor.
and perfect, unlit souls.
And the prayers escape into the air, 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 what is

Standing in a sandbox, kicking castles.
Didn't ever tell 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 our small white hearts.
Pulling together our 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 buds and tender in a garden fed by lightning.
We'll sit together breathing in the earth and sky
trees tower over our heads, madly north to south.
We'll be and alone.

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