Luyện nghe bài hát Darwin's Children

Seven million years of progress handed on silver wings
Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a
Are we up in our anger, locked up in our rage
In the opera of selection on this our earthly

And Charlie's spinning laughing, in his grave
Laughing at the prophecy, the he gave
Can we spread our like angels, can we break out of the grind
Are we destined to be children this time
The ribbons of our vanish in the air
In the glow of our teacher we sit and blankly stare
And the sky could up and what would we have to say
Something cute burning out, better than fading away
Chorus
On the of invention now we hurdle toward our fate
As sure as the sunset
resignation, evolutionary fate
When we ever learn
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