Luyện nghe bài hát Satellites in Fists

Stop to question
Lost in expansions of space
it in fists
Finding more we asked
For reflective
Glance what we should have known "it was right there."
If you could have just flown by unnoticed,
We would still have wonder left in our eyes
Now we wait to see behind yours
Behind these sidewalks twist and tremble
the new found failures
Swirls of red and gray of the brick inlay,
Tear the
on the rain
Watching faces everyday
Letting it them down
We never too little
not enough
So now back to present found at the tops of walls
the spires climb so tall
The wheat fields growing all to importance of fate,
Of faith bridges behind us
no way out
Still lost in
We find of this bothersome not troubling whatsoever
Claim ours
The headlights are in blinking confirmation
Offering reassurance we right
Take it back
This is me from a nail,
Missing the broken
And edges
cut out between two worlds,
The first so surreal
And the so lifelike yet so dead
And
But which we choose,
our feet,
Building our