Luyện nghe bài hát Time Turned Elastic

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In and out of focus, in and out of focus, turns 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, moved across the sky (in and out
of focus, in and out of focus)
If I could my arms around this globe
Hands, the green and brown.
I'd sink into the cool, ground (in and out of focus, in and out
of focus)

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

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

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

Out here between the and light
The gone, and the reeds bow down
As the colors change all along the

Oh...

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

Melody, in the darkness
Take of me now.
Memory, in a corner
Dark are long.
But all around, streaming down, of blue light calling out.

These silver are raining down on me
Here on the the rhythm's turning all around
Up above the dark, sky is bleeding
I feel the world turning down.

These are the reasons we lay down on the ground
Drawn the funnel, all the colors run together turning round.
for the waves to come and carry 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 wind set the in motion
And turning in the mist around.
and turning into the mist around me.
Kissed by the water, and held in mother's arms.
Green where you and roll in these fields.
The shapes of the bodies, a in the sun.
While the blossoms all and it sleeps around me
The and these memories yields around me.

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

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

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