Luyện nghe bài hát Satellites in Fists

Stop to satellites
Lost in expansions of space
it in fists
Finding more than we
For reflective
Glance into we should have known "it was right there."
If you could have flown by unnoticed, unchallenged
We would still have wonder left in our eyes
Now we just wait to see yours
Behind eyes sidewalks twist and tremble
Under the new found
of red and gray mixtures of the brick inlay,
Tear the
Bring on the
faces fall everyday
Letting it wash down
We never too little
Just not
So now back to present found at the tops of rock
Where the spires so tall
The wheat growing all to much importance of fate,
Of faith collapse behind us
no way out
Still lost in
We find none of bothersome not troubling whatsoever
Claim what's
The headlights ahead are in blinking
Offering we were right
it back down
This is me hanging a nail,
the broken frame
And burnt
cut out between two worlds,
The so obviously surreal
And the so lifelike yet so dead
And
But should we choose,
our feet,
Building our