Luyện nghe bài hát Constellations

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

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

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

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

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

Like imploding in the night
is turning, everything is turning
And the shapes that you drew may change a different light
And everything you you knew
fall apart, but you'll be all right