Luyện nghe bài hát Light Streams

You and I have entwined
Where the calcium meets the at the shoreline
Watch you lace the across the lines
As you die, oil pours the sky
Engine breaks, engine
Flicker and

I stop, look to the with an open mouth
The fills my lungs

This place is a wasteland, wings are mine
Your lights through the ether
Their machines, high
in streams of tar

I hunt the one that burnt out the beacon
There's nothing else for us to do
We'll cut the sun from its
We cut the sun from its moorings

And our hands blister as we watch it in the streams
And our hands as we watch it in the light streams
Our hands blister as we it in the light streams
And our blister as we watch it in the light streams