Luyện nghe bài hát Theories

Arthur stepped off, he stepped offa the chair
Couldn't weigh a hundred forty
And the rope snapped yeah the snapped
And then Arthur found himself up from the ground
up, looking up, found things looking up
Looking up, not so down, no not so down
No don't have to stay that way
No, not so tightly

What a thing it is to fail
To release grasping fingernails
Arthur the end was near
Then Arthur played for years
And then my father down 8th and 57th street to

Hall, yeah it was Carnegie Hill
The show was past sold out for
But they said "if you don't mind, if you mind sitting on stage
Sometimes we a couple seats"
feet, twenty feet, yeah my dad's twenty three
Tweet feet 
from the on the keys
Yeah, the hands on the of a man with the hands that almost didn't exist
That didn't exist to see

in 97 when Dad was my chauffeur
He'd play radio and I'd try to guess the
Chopin over the hum of the motor
When I was young I'd doubt my composure
kosher, man I was so sure
I'd say that I'm
want no adulthood
I understood
Couldn't get how anyone would ever to end to their life
Until the day that I
I've heard it said we're in the ether
we're the only intelligent creatures
So you don't need to adjust receivers
If were out there they'd be texting us, hitting our beepers
Invading us on some Julius Caesar
Or "take me to your leader"
But I got a theory neither
That a billion brilliant alien planets at leisure
alien reefer
The evolution of the mind's not the hunger to
Or to or to seek or to wander
Or even wonder, but to to be
we cease to be any longer
There's nothing with heavy eyelids
I you enjoyed my twenties as much as I did
You'll never know how that all of you provided
And I'm gonna try to do the for