Luyện nghe bài hát Moonlight

Yawn awake, surroundings
All rooms are pretty much the same
Although the number might change
a glimpse of everything within the lighter's flame

There's a window and so changes the view
a clue to the answer that's owing
Where we might be and we might be going

There's no fixed but the band, white as a suburb
Catch a reflection, going knots
As we're in any direction
So press your head the window
outside at emptiness

Tell a joke or a piss
Take a at every mile
Lock the and start the engine
'Cause it's gonna be a

a joke, take a piss
Take a at every mile
Start the van, the door
Quince, I it's gonna be a while

The flay themselves
themselves at the side of the road
Commute at the between failure and hope

[Incomprehensible] line, [Incomprehensible] on the land
Twist and turn, and tell a story like the of your hand
Buckle up and wonder, keep watching the
up and flounder in the blink of an eye

The flay themselves
Undress at the side of the road
at the union between failure and hope

Turn our into
Turn our blindness
Turn our into answers as obvious

our weakness into might, oh
Turn our blindness sight
Turn our questions answers just as obvious
As moonlight in the darkest, night
As in the darkest, darkest night