Luyện nghe bài hát The Poignant Epic Saga of Featherhead & Lucky Lack

I hearing a story
About a who wanted to fly
Something about as fragile as bubbles
Well perhaps it apply
It she'd flap her arms every day and every night
As hard and as as she could
She knew her dream needed all the love she give it
For it to do her any

One night her heart in a dream
It told her if you really love believe, because

It takes the guiltiest of
To the man who dies
It takes a thousand of his best
To expose as many
It take weeks for me to say
How it'll take forever to go
And it takes you have
to be in love

Well across the street lived a little boy
Sad disfigured with two humps on his back
Pitiful little mess in a wheelchair
The other kids all him Lack
But Lack to take an interest
In girl across the way
watch in amazement from his window
While she flapped her
And that's how they'd their days
She'd soon him to stand
That girl everyone called
Made him understand

It takes the guiltiest of
To the man who dies
It takes a thousand of his spies
To expose as lies
It take weeks for me to say
How it'll take to go away
And it everything you have
to be in love

Soon Lack walk and talk and hide his humps
And people realized how he could be
still dreaming about the skies
Unaware of how in love was with she
One day she quit her arms at last
Convinced that she'd accomplished at all
When Lack heard this he ran, not walked to her
And he her, yes he begged her not to let Rome fall

He "Everything I am now is for and because of you
You see I understand your secret and I swear to God all true"

It the guiltiest of eyes
To condemn the man who
It takes a thousand of his spies
To realize
it takes the strength of Samson's hair
To enter if you
And it Icarus in flight
To provoke the gods to
It could weeks for me to say
And it'll take to go away
And it takes you have
to be in love

Well time on, and soon Featherhead and Lack had to grow up
Featherhead quit and would be finishing flight school soon
She works for exploring space
Flying regularly to Jupiter's moon
Lack defying all of gravity and otherwise flew away
You see those humps on his back into great big gossamer wings
He changed his name to because he had so much
He still flies where he's needed, all sorts of nifty and amazing things
From time to time meet up in the sky to celebrate
Tax dollars and miracles can let the weirdest people

It the guiltiest of eyes
To the man who dies
It takes a of his best spies
To expose as lies
It could weeks for me to say
How take forever to go away
And it takes you have
to be in love

I hearing a story