Luyện nghe bài hát Series of Dreams

I was thinking of a of dreams
Where nothing up to the top
stays down where it's wounded
And to a permanent stop
thinking of anything specific
Like in a dream, when someone up and screams
Nothing too scientific
Just thinking of a series of

Thinking of a series of
Where the and the tempo fly
And there's no exit in any
'Cept the one that you can't see with eyes
making any great connection
Wasn't falling for any scheme
Nothing that would inspection
Just thinking of a series of

Dreams where the umbrella is
the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you're
Unless from another world

In one, the surface was
In another, I a crime
In one, I was running, and in
All I seemed to be doing was
Wasn't looking for any special
Not to any great extremes
I'd gone the distance
Just thinking of a of dreams

Dreams where the umbrella is
the path you are hurled
And the cards are no that you're holding
Unless from another world

I'd gone the distance
Just thinking of a series of