Luyện nghe bài hát Series of Dreams

I was thinking of a series of
Where nothing up to the top
Everything stays where it's wounded
And comes to a permanent
Wasn't thinking of specific
Like in a dream, when someone up and screams
Nothing too scientific
Just of a series of dreams

of a series of dreams
Where the time and the fly
And no exit in any direction
'Cept the one that you can't see with eyes
Wasn't making any great
Wasn't for any intricate scheme
Nothing that would inspection
Just thinking of a series of

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

In one, the was frozen
In another, I witnessed a
In one, I was running, and in
All I to be doing was climb
Wasn't looking for any assistance
Not to any great extremes
I'd already gone the
Just thinking of a series of

where the umbrella is folded
Into the you are hurled
And the cards are no good you're holding
Unless they're another world

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