Luyện nghe bài hát Constellations

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

This hill die on is about 90 meters of bricks
Colored indigo, inscribed my name, and lined with cedar
But the words fall flat cymbals crashing
molars gnashing

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

All that's left for me to climb to the is
The of the night and a matter of time
But I hear the
As the plates start to shake
And I feel my blood like the beat of a drum

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

constellations imploding in the night
Everything is turning, is turning
And the shapes that you drew may beneath a different light
And you thought you knew
will fall apart, but you'll be all