Luyện nghe bài hát Checking the Arithmetic

If life a cool calculation
all of the numbers compute,
then one sum all of creation
and reduce it all to the root.

But my is a multiplication
of chance and and doubt:
I'm and impatient,
a at foundation.
I will figure it out.

Am I just a mutation a curious urge?
An endless vexation, a mistake recurs?
A singular statistic, a of the dice?
Checking the arithmetic, not quite right...

I questioned a
my is uncertain and strange,
me what of the human condition
can the of science explain?
She said: life is a of transition,
a pattern of chaos and
of loss and
and love
to answer the of pain.

Am I just a tangle of jumping
or a point on a line describing a
flickering in cinema of sight?
Checking the arithmetic and it's not right...

If I know what I am feeling
and can't the world outside,
then or kneeling
or staring at the
you've gotta have as your guide.

The of sensation
is a equation,
a persistent
so you've have faith as your eye...

Am I just an in a painful world
awake in a reciprocal blur
I'm beyond logic and searching for insight,
the arithmetic, it's not quite right....