Luyện nghe bài hát The Day The Whole World Died

A symphony of sings
patrons to their seats
dead opera and roar the sky
push and pulling
saying grace
to tidal and empty plates

we turn the clocks
and hope to up

well nothing like anything
and it hurts you know it's love
opera hiss and roar the sky
and when it hurts you know love
we at skin until it's gone
and when it hurts you know love

we the lights down low
and watch the earth

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