Luyện nghe bài hát The Day The Whole World Died

A symphony of sings
returning patrons to seats
dead opera hiss and the sky
and pulling satellites
everybody's grace
to tidal waves and empty

we turn the ahead
and hope to up

nothing feels like anything
and when it you know it's love
dead hiss and roar the sky
and when it hurts you know love
we tear at skin it's gone
and it hurts you know it's love

we turn the down low
and watch the earth

(well I about a million words,
so I always know just to say)