Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal

Avalanche looms
Airplane overhead
man sits by the window
Sucked out of the first window

Images run by, thousand an hour
But the time far away
Folding clothes in a closet
Folding in a resume

Time to let off some
Time to let off some
All your notebooks get thrown
And you your diary clean

Crystal glass up in a row
over by the G.I. Joes
Sugar in your coffee taste quite right
Feeling the effects for a hundred thousand

When falls in its grave
Technology on the dirt
You realize the things in life
Are the ones that can be hurt

Shatters your brain in a tiny pieces
The sounds you hear aren't out right
You think it might be mystic, you think I be cryptic
The crystal in your china case is in a million tiny pieces