Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Still

Why is it now
To every echo
to its birth?
Why is it now
To every fever away?

There is truth hiding
Behind every that surrounds us.
It a lifetime
To the bricks away.

Why is it now to know?
(Is the way to understand?)

With the of ears
Well try to hear
The of our voice,
Louder than fear of up
Alone.

Let conversations
The of skin.
The ink will an answer
In handwriting.

If all are cameras,
still.
Shutters to unveil
Fingerprints of
And a language of film.

With precision,
cut every piece into order.
And soft faces,
climb halfway to God.

Why is it impossible now to
(Is the way to understand?)
Why is it now
To trace echo
to its birth?