Luyện nghe bài hát Circus Type Thing

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Full of this stuff, waiting for a sign.
the years I am watching... the flowers die.
The spider holding on by string,
Still I'm all alone hearing circus type thing.
So ask what I think, tell you I think that it's frightening.
All of these places to and yet we are still.
A weightless force has come to enlighten,
But why should we listen if there's in it to kill?
Often I'm hearing questions my friend.
You're never hearing the sounds,
But for the voices.
These sweet little voices, follow me all the way down.
It seems that we dream hard for and cream and their sweetness.
If we are what we eat then why are we not ourselves?
And where's this Arcadian gateway once by Pandora?
Did she bring our demise or be true to the nature of
Often I'm seeing by friend
And I see him in you
Disguised as a song he for the end.
But a few reserved for the truth.
A few reserved for the truth.
I'm finding no comforting words the priest, But I've found that each season can sing.
If she'd survived beyond winter she might've the spring,
To see that we all make circus type thing.