Luyện nghe bài hát Downhill

I'm leavin' to the road inside my head
cord in hand and powder breath I stand and wave goodbye
goodbye...

the automatic thinks, while buying blood on Broadway street where the old messiahs go
that pulsing through the atmosphere are answers to the you should know
don't let it go, or it's all downhill from

examples of the afterlife responding visions half the time and the vertigo
spun off the Earth a thousand times and the wind that purifies the soul
you should know, it's all from here

lost out here in lights, it's wondrous
weightless in clouds of colors the world never see
and I am a figment of

wrapped in the of endless night I scream aloud
but no one hears, so I my stories to satellites
and I am lost inside a

the pattern picks the pockets of the
back to front the loss the same
and it to the East to give the West its eyes
while the oscillating rhythm its bones
to the young it a vision of the dead and gone
while the old a passion to survive
and the pattern the pockets of the palindrome
before the oscillating takes to flight...