Luyện nghe bài hát Meteorites

So we are
Under London's glass and granite arms as they for the half moon
Me a of boldness and booze
And the
breeze of you stands stuck to the street in cool shoes
What could go wrong?
could possibly go right?
We could list all the good things and list all the bad
But if we're all just vibration, what difference does it
My heart be a stone;
It's a sponge; it's a
It's a rock with a fiery tail,
in your atmosphere,
Burning up and down.
So let our melt together,
Let our converge;
I you now,
And your can be clear;
My is dead,
The an illusion,
And is just a nightmare away.
is our story, our movie;
This is our rom-com and it like this:

Without up,
The girl takes the boy's hand.
She steels herself meets his gaze.
The boy smiles. The surrenders. They kiss.
We pull away to reveal more
In a long coat,
A woman straddles a man on a bench;
a coin-operated lavatory,
Two boys embrace;
Vague silhouettes sigh behind the steamed windows of a parked
Two figures in a phone box;
There's a couple in every doorway and around corner.
Snow to fall.
We drift up the sky and look down on the boy and the girl,
As they become tiny on a London street.
We away further and further until London's gone, England's gone, Europe's gone:
Now in space,
Watching the earth as the sun rises it.
Satellites by.
A billion stars us.
We float the moon.
we cut to black and the credits roll

I you now, and now is all we can know

Imagine we up tomorrow and nothing's happened; think of what we'll never know!
One of love, in a month full of doubt.
my hand. Take my tongue. Let's run.
Tonight can be a detour, a
I'm your busman's holiday, your deserved night off.
I'm sensual sojourn!
My could be a stone; my heart could be a sponge.
This is the end: ten in the making, a decade of design

This kiss is
kiss is 'goodbye'