Luyện nghe bài hát Theories

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

What a lovely it is to fail
To release those grasping
Arthur thought the end was
Then played for fifty years
And then my father walked down 8th and street to

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

Back in 97 Dad was my chauffeur
He'd 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
kosher, man I was so sure
I'd say that I'm
Don't want no
I never
Couldn't get how anyone ever want to end to their life
Until the day I could
I've heard it said alone in the ether
we're the only intelligent creatures
So you need to adjust your receivers
If they out there they'd be texting us, hitting our beepers
Invading us on some alien Caesar
Or "take me to your leader"
But I got a theory neither
That there's a billion brilliant planets at leisure
alien reefer
The evolution of the not the hunger to conquer
Or to want or to or to wander
Or wonder, but to simply to be
Until we cease to be any
There's wrong with heavy eyelids
I hope you enjoyed my as much as I did
You'll know how much that all of you provided
And I'm try to do the same for