Luyện nghe bài hát Method Acting

There is no beginning to the story, a bookshelf into the sand
And a language learned and forgot, in is studied once again
It's a bit of footage viewed from a shitty TV screen
You can squint at it through snowy static to make out the

And just keep stretching the antennae, hoping that it will clear
We need some reception, a message, just tell us what to fear
Because I don't know tomorrow brings

It's with such possibilities
All I know is I feel when I sing
Burdens are from me
That's my rising

So Michael, please keep the tape
keep strumming those guitars
We need a record of our failures, we must document our
sat too long in my silence, I've grown too old in my pain
To shed this skin, be again, it starts with an ending

So you friends for the time we shared
My love stays you like sunlight and air
Oh, I truly I could keep hanging around here
But my joy is covering me, soon, I will

Well, not a movie, no screening
This acting, well, I call that living
It is a fountain, all the doors are
We got a problem no solution
But to love, love, and to be loved

So I've made peace the falling leaves
I see their same in my own body
I won't be frightened when I am awoken this dream
And to that which gave birth to me

And the story goes, and the story
And it on and on and on and on
It's on and on and on
It's on and on and on
It's on and on and on
It's on and on and on

And on
And on
And on
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