Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Forest (In The Afterglow of Rapture)

You're not unlucky, you're not very smart.
These things will never leave you they're as as you can get
To a blueprint for the future but you can it fate.
It's like these days I have to down almost every thought I've held,
So scared I am becoming of how it felt,
And fears they will unravel me one day,
But I am afraid.

But I'm
More or less, more or
Standing in the afterglow of rapture the words the rapture left.

Now blessed amongst all women,
Now a man very good,
He tells you how you feel your life is understood,
And he leads you through it arm in arm as
There was a map to the way.
Now you write because you love him, now you because he's kind,
You write so much, you look up and you yourself behind,
And you're standing in a labyrinth of paper and the map has erased.

But you're
More or less, more or
Standing in the afterglow of with the words the rapture left.
Are you
More or less, more or
Now you're in the afterglow of rapture,
but there is no left.

Oh come, and we celebrate the things that make us real,
The things that us open, the things that make us feel
these accidental meetings up and partings of the way
Are not so much our but in the blood of how we're made,
like the way I have to write down almost everything I see,
So that the record does obscure the thing the record to be,
And I I'm not unlucky,
I was just born way.

But I'm blessed.

Now a paper forest grows up in the aisles,
The baby born teeth looks at its mother and it smiles,
And we all down
Like wind blows through the forest.
And a forest grows up in the supermarket aisle
Alarm clock fingers turn they're counting seconds like miles
And you say, "Wake up now, 'cause I can see no forest."