Luyện nghe bài hát Checking the Arithmetic

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

But my mind is a
of and illusion and doubt:
I'm and impatient,
a at foundation.
I never figure it out.

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

I questioned a
my life is and strange,
tell me what of the human
can the of science explain?
She said: life is a of transition,
a pattern of and change:
of and division
and insufficient
to the problem of pain.

Am I just a tangle of nerves
or a on a line describing a curve
in physics' cinema of sight?
Checking the and it's not quite right...

If I know what I am feeling
and prove the world outside,
standing or kneeling
or staring at the
you've have faith as your guide.

The of sensation
is a equation,
a hallucination
so gotta have faith as your eye...

Am I an ache in a painful world
dreaming awake in a blur
I'm baffled beyond and searching for insight,
checking the arithmetic, it's not right....