Luyện nghe bài hát Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things

This is the that we come alive
I'm out the breath and the kiss
I'm electric the snap and the crackle of creation
I'm up the mud with the spit

So rise up Behan
And like a Lazarus
Let's traipse the high of the evening sky
Like crack kings

Voyager 2, are you now?
back at home and weeping
Cold and alone in the void
Winding and bleeping

Ever dimmer ever
Feebly cheeping in the winds
I'll turn you up, sail on, on, sail on

On past the howling
electric orange skies
And blinding methane
Sail on, I'll you up

Never bring me down to earth
Let me blaze a trail of across the sky
Let me traipse across it's high
Let me in wonder and unfettered gaze
At the bigness and of being

Yes, out your hands
Into infinity you human
Past moons and ice cream worlds
You hurl your metal ball of intelligence

And us all our fragile grip
As we too track you
Slower but no less
the only fertile seed

In the barren of being, sail on
Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of worlds
for the final primary come of life
I'll you up

And I'm big things
I'm thinking mortality
I'm thinking it's a cheap

we pay for existence
This is the moment that we alive
This is the breath and this is the

No we're in Paris, in the ball
In the high heels, in the
And we're spinning 'round
In a Volkswagen Beetle that we'd for the day
(At the rate)

The room without the shower was cold
"Are we already middle-aged", she
And I said, "I feel nothing, I feel a jelly-fish"
"Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she

And she laughed her brittle
And we went to bed
And I've been about these things
I've been thinking Voyager 2
And this is the that we come alive