Luyện nghe bài hát Skies

Cough, gasp, and sputter,
spinning down toward the earth.
A loss of control, the sky whole.
down, down.
Forever down, down, down.

But is it entirely a flightless
No deceptive currents, no rise at
Maybe it?s too naive to not ship
deviating so drastically from the initial script.

Tremble beneath the of inevitability,
and all the therein.
in the shadow of the ever-present sun,
eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.

Is it completely Or is the truth in shade?
Are all the facts before us a
Suffering no deceit, no lies,
we in our own crypt and we mobilize,
waking up to blazing
and the of rancid meat.
Don?t the patience or the time to repeat mistakes.
Like high, hot hauls, highway tolls
with bigger brothers for trolls.
horn sharpened by eye sockets torn,
standing on the of the worn.
Welcome to the integrity is born.
in the right place, just missing the mark.
Feigning exception is a in the dark.
With no and no regret,
is anybody listening

beneath the weight of inevitability,
and all the therein.
in the shadow of the ever-present sun,
eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.

in uncertainty.
Strange things can happen when faced adversity.
Ask and you receive,
or swing your arms. Fate is nothing but a nervous belief.
I believe the end is in pavement.
I believe there?s anything beneath.
I believe there?s death in the basement,
no I believe.

No I believe.

the fall, there is no end.
No ambiguous to comprehend.
No bruised and battered egos in entire ethos.
No creation myth. No wind to pad the story with.
Only I will never quit, or watch my quit,
but lower down a lifeboat if you?re abandoning the ship.
?True sailing?s dead,? should have been the first said
the writing could be written, before the writing could be read.

The was never found,
but the box was recovered.
The therein profound.
In our final moments our names are all discovered.
So let it fall, fall. if it turns out to be futile,
at least we ask for a sky so clear or a day more beautiful.
never find the wreckage, transcending all human languages.
Just a promise and a final message: the is all there truly ever is.
Just a promise and a final message: the descent is all there is.
Just a and a, just a promise and a final message: the fall is all there ever is.
Just a and a final message: the descent is all there ever is.
Just a promise and a, just a promise and a final the fall is all there ever is.

Stumble beneath the radar, big holes in great city
is all the I need.
Knowledge beckons and can lead astray.
Whisper me, release me, release.
Dive an endless sea.
No reason to falter no supersedes.
frequencies,
but we welcome the change. Fate is but a nervous disease.

Cough, gasp, and sputter,
spinning helplessly down the earth.
A loss of control, the sky whole.
down, down.
Forever down, down, down.