Luyện nghe bài hát Constellations

I can it on my tongue
Brick and as thick as scripture
Drawing in the sand and laying borders as tall as towers
I babble on my voice is gone

This hill I'll die on is 90 meters of bricks
Colored indigo, inscribed with my name, and with cedar
But the words fall flat like crashing
Like gnashing

'Cause constellations a million years away
Every intention, every good intention
Is interpolation, a line we in the array
Looking for the faces, for the shapes in the silence

All left for me to climb to the heavens is
The chasm of the night and a matter of
But I hear the
As the tectonic plates to shake
And I my blood pounding like the beat of a drum

'Cause like constellations a years away
Every good intention, every intention
Is interpolation, a line we in the array
Clinging to the faces, to the shapes in the silence

Like constellations in the night
Everything is turning, is turning
And the shapes that you drew may change beneath a light
And everything you thought you
will apart, but you'll be all right