Luyện nghe bài hát Time Turned Elastic

In and out of focus, time turns
In and out of focus, in and out of focus, time elastic
In and out of focus, in and out of focus, turns...

And when I too long, I went outside and stared
Arms outstretched and long, straight across the sky (in and out
of focus, in and out of focus)
If I could wrap my arms around globe
Hands, touch the and brown.
I'd sink into the cool, cool (in and out of focus, in and out
of focus)

Seen all, seen all, all summer
Seen all, all, seen all spring

But, I'm a submarine, submarine below the ground.
A
I'm a submarine, submarine below the ground.

Now the leaves turned to gold,
The all glow, frozen and free from time.
And out here on my own, I it ebb and flow.
Here with the fire low,
In the honey mist breathes
Crooked maple trembling all around
I the winds that blow.

Out here between the dark and
The summers gone, and the bow down
As the colors change all the waterline

Oh...

And it's time the landslide will free what flows inside
While all around the collide, you finally see the lines
That points towards the that never dies.

Melody, shelter in the
Take of me now.
Memory, trapped in a
Dark are long.
But all around, streaming down, rays of blue calling out.

These silver sounds are down on me
Here on the wheel the turning all around
Up above the dark, it's sky is
I feel the turning upside down.

These are the reasons we lay down on the ground
through the funnel, all the colors run together turning round.
Wait for the waves to come and me away
Down on the ground the sounds of in the echoes seem to say.

And as the circles unceasingly,
while the ripples decay in this rolling time.
In cascading, the set the wheels in motion
And turning in the mist around.
Rolling and into the mist around me.
Kissed by the water, and held in your arms.
where you tumble and roll in these fields.
The of the bodies, a ship in the sun.
While the all scream and it sleeps around me
The earth and memories yields around me.

In and out of focus, time elastic, time turns...
In and out of focus, turns elastic, time turns...

Touches these woods and these waters all with gold.
Gleaming in daylight, their voices on.
They're cold while they're pointing, lay in the storm.
And this life is bending and around me
Rolling and turning into the around me
The winds all arising in the west me
And the carousel turns into around me.

In and out of focus, time elastic, time turns...
In and out of focus, time elastic, time turns...
In and out of focus, time turns elastic, turns...
In and out of focus, turns elastic, time turns...