Luyện nghe bài hát Eddies Of The Infinite

To at life, as in a dream,
To to the bubbles in it,
As the man, the straw, the stream,
Are of the infinite.

Artificial desperation you scurrying back to me
the trial separation that left us momentarily free.
Just temporary recreation
the final alienation,
And that one sweet
secured my destination
And sent me out to sea.

Too much of can make it seem
To you a trouble a minute,
As the span across the
me for the infinite.

The crowd's reaction sent me scrambling for the door,
Wishing my contrite had made it there before.
a momentary inaction
Measured in the fraction,
Just a tiny of traction,
Before I burst into
And evened up the score.

You your wife's long dark moonbeam;
Two rings form the limit,
As the plans you in dreams
Head toward the infinite.

To at life, as in a dream,
To cling to the in it,
As the man, the straw, the stream,
Are of the infinite