Luyện nghe bài hát The Ticket

We from the future
By way of the past.
Time was an ice-covered
the ice cracked.
And now free from the floe
Of we were trapped
So we can come the future
And go by the past.

I bought my
For the century.
We moving
Through a in history.
the desert,
Euripides.
Tossed in a
Of time an old vagabond.
I bought my
For the century.
A broken
And a new history.
the desert,
Euripides.
Tossed in a
Of time an old vagabond.

Tossed an old vagabond.

He's got a through his nose,
And a drum his hands.
The future
Or last year's new Burning Man?

Does everything sort of
Does the old of get new?
And is like a river?
Whose coils confound and you?

Tossed in a
Of time an old vagabond.

Lost in a
Of time an old vagabond.