Luyện nghe bài hát Now Only

I remember looking a hospital waiting room
Full of all absorbed in their own personal catastrophes
All books like "Being Mortal," all with a look in their eyes
And I remember like, "No, no one can understand,"
"No, my is unique."

But people get and die
People get hit by and die
just living their lives
Get erased for no reason the rest of us watching from the side

And some have to survive
And find a way to feel to still be alive
To sleep through the

I wrote down all the details of how my house apart
How the person I loved got by a bad disease
Out of nowhere for no reason and me living in the blast
With our daughter and etcetera I made songs
And the thing I knew I was standing in the dirt
Under the sky at night outside Phoenix
At a festival that had paid to fly me in
To play death to a bunch of young people on drugs
Standing in the next to an idling bus
With Skrillex inside and the sound of in the distance
I had stayed up til three talking to Weyes Blood and John Misty
About songwriting in the backstage
Eating fruit and on the bed like lost children
Exploding across the earth in a all-consuming
Wreck of that blot out the stars
To be still alive so absurd

People get and die
People get hit by and die
just living their lives get erased for no reason
With the of us averting our eyes

When I was leaning on Skrillex's bus
for the hotel shuttle in the middle of the night
I barely who I was
I up and saw Orion wielding a club and a shield
And there you again:
Majestic dead
As my becomes calcified, frozen in stories
And in songs I keep singing, numbing it down
The unsingable memories of you
And the feral eruptions of

These waves hit frequently
thin and then they are gone
You are gone and then your is gone
And the crying is
And what is of this merchandise?

This is what my feels like now
I got abruptly dropped off by the side of the road
In the middle of a horrible ride
In a hot van was too full of confident chattering dudes
And the sound of receding
in the night air I say
"Now only."