Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Mastodon Farm

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

You see birds fall the window ledge above mine
Then they flap their wings at the second
I can see their dead weight just like stones
Or small loaves of past my window all the time

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

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

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

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

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

But unless I get up walk across the and peer down below
I see their last second curves toward a, a horizontal flight
All these birds just falling from the like stones

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

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

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

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

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