Luyện nghe bài hát Ideomotor

we are but
of
we on broken ribs.
to the glass,
we drown.
Heavy on our minds,
we wrap the earth in folds.
And the corpse we really
is a we'd like to throw.
We love the new animals,
we love the fearful
but we all
to rid us of our pasts.
You would walk the hillside,
you would taste the bellow.
But the world you
is running through
valleys in of hands.
We all we will be
respected by greed and
and loathed by

emotions flood the
the overflow.
If
served us better,
we could to dry our souls.
suicidal swans.
silence,
in we creep.
You'll us by
the shaking
ideas emerge from the deep.
Dolphins have dignity.
A helicopter,
deceased.
Beauty makes the weep.
To describe a in color
is a symphony
The light on closed eyelids
holes in weathered sheets.
Curiosity stands up
faces hide and seek,
swarming the of electricity
dragnet the city;
confusing power with
in a with trees like origami.
theories dance with nightmares
on the absolute equinox.
Listening to in the present,
planets approach with walks.
We're swan.
silence,
in we creep.
You'll us by
the shaking
when emerge from the deep.
suicidal swan.

silence,
in we creep.
know us by
the shaking
ideas emerge from the deep.
Offering to the dirt
like paralyzed dancers we
and and flee.
But, with years of devotion,
the crushing
is bitter-sweet.
Haaaa.......
(SOLO)
In my waterfall,
here,
in hearth, slowly disappear.
(SOLO)