Luyện nghe bài hát Theories

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

What a lovely thing it is to
To release grasping fingernails
Arthur thought the end was
Arthur played for fifty years
And then my father walked 8th and 57th street to

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

Back in 97 when Dad was my
play radio and I'd try to guess the composer
Chopin sprinkled the hum of the motor
When I was young never I'd my composure
Everything's kosher, man I was so
I'd say I'm good
Don't want no
I never
Couldn't get how anyone would want to end to their life
Until the day I could
I've heard it we're alone in the ether
we're the only intelligent creatures
So you don't need to adjust your
If they were out there they'd be us, hitting our beepers
Invading us on alien Julius Caesar
Or "take me to your leader"
But I got a theory it's
That there's a billion brilliant planets at leisure
alien reefer
The of the mind's not the hunger to conquer
Or to want or to seek or to
Or even wonder, but to to be
we cease to be any longer
There's nothing wrong with eyelids
I you enjoyed my twenties as much as I did
You'll never how much that all of you provided
And I'm gonna try to do the for