Luyện nghe bài hát Tapestry

Every of creation is held in position
By still strands of things living
In an tapestry hung from the skyline
Of cities, so gray and so vulgar,
As not to be satisfied their own negativity,
But needing to touch all the as well.

And every breeze that blows is one crystal breath
We exhale on the blue heaven:
As to touch as the hands of the healer,
As soft as farewells whispered the coffin.
poisoned by venom with each breath we take
From the sulfer chimney and the black highway snake.

And every dawn that breaks golden is in suspension
Like the of the egg in albumen.
Where the birth and the death of unseen
Are in vast orchestration,
And painted in colors of tapestry
When the dying are and the living are dead.

And every pulse of your is one liquid moment
That flows the veins of your being.
Like a of life flowing on since creation
Approaching the sea with new generation,
You're now just a stagnant and disgrace
That is rapidly drowning the human race.

And every fish that swims silent, every bird that fly
Every doe that softly,
Every crisp leaf that falls, all the that grow,
On this tapestry, somehow they know
if man is allowed to destroy all we need
He will soon have to pay with his for his greed