Luyện nghe bài hát Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things

This is the that we come alive
I'm handing out the breath and the
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
traipse the high bronze of the evening sky
Like crazed kings

Voyager 2, where are you
Looking back at home and
Cold and alone in the dark
Winding down and

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

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

bring me down to earth again
Let me blaze a of glory across the sky
Let me traipse it's golden high
Let me in wonder and unfettered gaze
At the bigness and implausibility of

Yes, out your hands
Into infinity you things
blind moons and ice cream worlds
You hurl your metal ball of dull

And show us all our grip
As we too track you
but no less insistent
Like the fertile seed

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

And I'm thinking big
I'm thinking about
I'm thinking it's a cheap

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

No we're in Paris, in the gowns
In the high heels, in the
And we're 'round Versailles
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 nothing, I feel like a jelly-fish"
"Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she

And she her brittle head
And we back to bed
And I've been about these things
I've been thinking Voyager 2
And this is the moment that we come