Luyện nghe bài hát The Ground Walks, with Time in a Box

Open up a
All the air, all the air is out
Eyes vacuum up
Sound gets trapped by the
What to do with the
When the dents, the get hammered out
Then we'll through time

The world's an inventor with its
Crawling, running, 'round
Trees colorful fruits
into our mouths
The world's an
We're the dirtiest thing it's about
And we don't mind

We'll probably get there
Bring sightseers, schoolteachers down
a watercolor weekend
All the trees are colors now
probably never get there
Bring your candy taster time around
And fuck with their minds

The world
With his shirttails wrinkled, out
Bang us
See sort of sounds we make right now
The world plays
Playing skin on teeth of the mouth
What of sounds?
What lovely sounds about?

We greased all the
We'll you a line
gonna break these borders
We're gonna pull out
We greased all the
throw you a line
We're gonna these borders
We're gonna time

We're gonna throw a
All the ghosts of trees are out
Don't in any direction
Wait until the light's of the cloud
gonna wanna see this
Don't bring your around
Watch sun and align

We all the ropes
We'll you a line
We're gonna break these
gonna pull things out
We greased all the
throw you a line
We're break these borders
We're gonna time

up a window
All the air, all the air is out
vacuum up light
Sound gets by the mouth
Our left this box
And clawing around
I it really wants out