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

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

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

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

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

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