Luyện nghe bài hát Constellations

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

This hill die on is about 90 meters of bricks
Colored indigo, with my name, and lined with cedar
But the words 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
for the faces, looking for the shapes in the silence

All that's left for me to to the heavens is
The of the night and a matter of time
But I the rumble
As the tectonic start to shake
And I feel my blood pounding the beat of a drum

'Cause constellations a million years away
Every good intention, every good
Is interpolation, a line we drew in the
Clinging to the faces, clinging to the in the silence

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