Luyện nghe bài hát Featherhead & Lucky Lack

Music: kinchla
Lyrics: john

I remember hearing a
About a who wanted to fly
Something about dreams as fragile as
Well perhaps it apply
It she'd flap her arms every day and every night
As hard and as long as she
She her dream needed all the love she could give it
For it to do her any

One night her spoke in a dream
It told her if you really love believe, because

It the guiltiest of eyes
To the man who dies
It takes a thousand of his best
To as many lies
It take weeks for me to say
How it'll take to go away
And it takes everything you
Everything to be in

across the street there lived a little boy
Sad disfigured child two humps on his back
autistic little mess in a wheelchair
The other kids all named him
But lack to take an interest
In girl across the way
He'd watch in from his window
she flapped her arms
And that's how they'd spend days
She'd soon him to stand
That girl everyone called
him clearly understand

It takes the guiltiest of
To condemn the man who
It takes a thousand of his spies
To expose as lies
It could weeks for me to say
How it'll take forever to go
And it takes you have
to be in love

Soon lack could walk and and hide his humps
And people realized how clever he be
Feather dreaming about the skies
Unaware of how in love was with she
One day she quit flapping her at last
that she'd accomplished nothing at all
When lack this he ran, not walked to her house
And he her, yes he begged her not to let rome fall

He said "everything I am now is for and of you
You see I your secret and I swear to God it's all true"

It takes the guiltiest of
To condemn the man who
It takes a of his best spies
To realize
it takes the strength of samson's hair
To if you dare
And it icarus in flight
To the gods to fight
It could take for me to say
And take forever to go away
And it takes everything you
Everything to be in

Well wears on, and soon featherhead and lack had to grow up
Featherhead didn't and would be finishing flight school soon
She works for nasa space
Flying to jupiter's seventh moon
Lack all laws of gravity and otherwise flew away
You see those humps on his back grew into great big wings
He changed his name to luck because he had so
He still where he's needed, doing all sorts of nifty and amazing things
From to time they meet up in the sky to celebrate
Tax dollars and can let the weirdest people date

It takes the of eyes
To condemn the man who
It a thousand of his best spies
To expose as many
It take weeks for me to say
How it'll take forever to go
And it takes you have
Everything to be in

I hearing a story...