Luyện nghe bài hát Exist (Live At The GRAMMY Museum®)

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

Sailing away, the reach of anyone
Far beyond the dreams of
No to follow
A shot in the
Does anybody
Sailing away, the reach of anyone
Far beyond the of everyone
from the heavens
I see the pain
anybody care?

Think for a moment of all the
Stripped of their essence before their
We stand to
But is nothing left tomorrow?

Sailing away, beyond the reach of
Far beyond the dreams of
No light to
A shot in the
Does anybody
Sailing away, the reach of anyone
Far the dreams of everyone
High from the
I see the pain
anybody care?

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