Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Mastodon Farm

Birds fall from the window ledge above
Then they flap wings at the last second

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

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

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

It important for me to get up and see
Their last second 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. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
swatches out of all material

Birds fall from the window above mine
Then they flap their wings at the last
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 won't see their second curves toward a, a horizontal flight
All these birds just falling from the like stones

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

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

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

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

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. 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