Luyện nghe bài hát Kite Flying

The sky was so blue that it wasn't blue any
The sky ascended our and forged its own definition of blue
Every time that sky back into my mind, the colors shift
The blue blue-er and the horizon widens

The ink spot in that new sky was my kite
As I raised it higher into the
I felt I was riding the wind and disappearing into the new blue distance
But my feet were on the ground

When I was a child, this was my way to spend an afternoon
The last time I a kite
The time blue wasn't the ocean, it wasn't a mood, it wasn't rain clouds
And it the sky
This was all of them
Or maybe I was all of
And the sky was the sky

My kite was as as the rope would let it go
My feet were walking on a world no my own
The last time I flew a kite, I flying a kite

It's how we try to balance two things that don't equate in any way
We compensate with food, longing with drinking
And absence with anything to pass the empty

We make up to feel better
The little devices that alleviates whatever ills us
Like a blue sky, but my sky was real
It was all my head

The last I flew a kite, the sky wasn't blue and the sky wasn't inside me
Maybe I it up, maybe it was raining.
As my kite rose higher, I know I saw blue

At moment, color splashed into my black and white life
Standing in the of an open field with the wind in my face, I lost myself

And just for a minute, I lost absence
You were gone, you just weren't on my mind
Finally, I breathe
And my mouth didn't your aftertaste

That kite had nothing to do with you, is why it released me
It was untainted with my situation
And it solely possessed my

blue wasn't the ocean, a mood, a rain cloud, or the sky
But it had to do with your death
It only had to do with me, at for a moment

As my kite rose into that impossible blue
I thought how we never flew kites together