Luyện nghe bài hát If There's a Rocket, Tie It To Me

Two weeks like a surplus reprieve,
I found a hair the length of on my sleeve
I wound it and round my finger so tight
It turned and a pulse formed inside

And I knew the "cause it matched your own beat
I still remember that from our chest to chest and feet to
The easy silence then was a relief to this hush
Of oven, aero planes, and car horns

A fire, a fire, you can take what you can carry
A pulse, your pulse, it's the only that I can remember
I break, you don't, I was always set to destruct, though
The fire, the fire, it cracks and barks like music

I said I knew the beat it matched your own beat
It's become my engine, my own of heat
The sea us only amplifies the sound waves
And hum and echo in crash paints my cave