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 at all?
Maybe it?s too naive to not jump
when so drastically from the initial script.

beneath the weight 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
no deceit, no selfish lies,
we in our own crypt and we mobilize,
waking up to blazing
and the of rancid meat.
Don?t have the patience or the time to mistakes.
Like high, hot hauls, highway tolls
with bigger brothers for trolls.
Each horn sharpened by eye torn,
on the graves of the worn.
Welcome to the place is born.
Heart in the place, just missing the mark.
Feigning is a shot in the dark.
With no and no regret,
is anybody listening

Tremble beneath the of inevitability,
and all the therein.
Cower in the shadow of the sun,
eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.

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

No I believe.

Embrace the fall, is no end.
No ambiguous to comprehend.
No and battered egos in descent?s entire ethos.
No magnificent creation myth. No wind to pad the with.
Only I will quit, or watch my brothers quit,
but I?ll lower a lifeboat if you?re abandoning the ship.
?True sailing?s dead,? should have been the thing said
before the could be written, before the writing could be read.

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

Stumble beneath the radar, big in each great city
is all the I need.
Knowledge often beckons and can astray.
Whisper me, release me, release.
into an endless sea.
No to falter no plan supersedes.
frequencies,
but we welcome the change. is nothing but a nervous disease.

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