Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Still

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

There is truth hiding
Behind wall that surrounds us.
It takes a
To pull the away.

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

With the weakest of
Well try only to
The of our voice,
Louder than of waking up
Alone.

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

If all are cameras,
still.
Shutters slide to
of angels
And a language of film.

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

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