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

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

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

Now blessed amongst all women,
Now a man who's 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 you love him, now you write because he's kind,
You write so much, you up and you wrote yourself behind,
And you're standing in a labyrinth of and the map has been erased.

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

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

But I'm blessed.

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