Luyện nghe bài hát Exist

Our is painted across the sky
In our reflection we to fly
No hand to us
No one to us from tomorrow

Sailing away, beyond the reach of
Far beyond the of everyone
No light to
A shot in the
Does know?
Sailing away, beyond the reach of
Far the dreams of everyone
High from the
I can't see the
Does anybody

for a moment of all the lives
Stripped of their before their time
We stand to
But is there nothing left

Sailing away, beyond the reach of
Far beyond the of everyone
No light to
A shot in the
Does anybody
away, beyond the reach of anyone
Far beyond the of everyone
High the heavens
I can't see the
Does care?

"We have one collective the Earth.
And yet, people remain hopeless, famine and calamity abound.
Sufferers curl themselves the arms of war;
people kill and get killed in the name of someone concept of God.
Do we admit that our thoughts & behaviors from a belief that the world revolves around us?
Each conflict, self-murdering bomb,
airplane, every fictionalized dictator, biased or partisan, and wayward son,
are part of the of society's racial, ethnic, religious, national, and cultural conflicts,
and you find the ego turning the knobs and pulling the levers.
When I the orbits of asteroids, comets, and planets,
each one a pirouetting in a cosmic ballet, choreographed by the forces of gravity,
I see the plight of humans. I see a universe ever-expanding, with its galaxies embedded within the ever-stretching four-dimensional fabric of space and time.
However big our is, our hearts, our minds, our outsize atlases, the universe is even bigger.
There are more in the universe than grains of sand on the world's beaches,
more stars in the universe than seconds of time that passed since Earth formed,
more stars than words & sounds ever uttered by all who have ever lived.
The day we cease the of the cosmos is the day we threaten the continuing of our species.
In that world, arms-bearing, resource-hungry people & nations would be prone to act on their low-contracted prejudices,
and would have seen the last gasp of enlightenment.
Until the of a visionary new culture that once again embraces the cosmic perspective;
a in which we are one, fitting neither above nor below, but within."