Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Mastodon Farm

Birds fall from the window ledge mine
Then flap their wings at the last second

You see birds fall from the window ledge mine
they flap their wings at the last second
I can see their dead weight just dropping like
Or small loaves of bread past my window all the

But unless I get up walk across the room and peer down
I don't see their last curves toward a horizontal flight
All birds just falling from the ledge like stones

Now due to a in my mind
That makes falling and their flight
Symbolic of my existence

It becomes for me to get up and see
last second curves toward flight
It's almost as if my life will fall unless I see their

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
Cuts out of all material
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
Cuts swatches out of all

Birds fall the window ledge above mine
Then they their wings at the last second
I said fall from the window ledge above mine
Then they their wings at the last second

But unless I get up walk across the room and down below
I won't see their last second curves a, a horizontal flight
All these birds falling from the ledge like stones

Now due to a construct in my
That makes falling and their flight
of my entire existence

It important for me to get up and see
last second curves toward flight
It's like my life will fall
My life will fall unless I see their
Oh yeah, oh yeah, all

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
swatches out of all material
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm
Cuts swatches out of all material, c'mon

Mr. farm, Mr. Mastodon farm
Cuts out of all material
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
Cuts swatches out of all

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
swatches out of all material
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm
swatches out of all material

Mr. farm, Mr. Mastodon farm
Cuts swatches out of all