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

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

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

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

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

Oh come, and we will celebrate the things make us real,
The things that break us open, the things that make us
Like these meetings up and partings of the way
Are not so much our choice but in the of how we're made,
It's like the way I to write down almost everything I see,
So that the record does obscure the the record used to be,
And I I'm not unlucky,
I was born this way.

But I'm blessed.

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