Luyện nghe bài hát Timelines

Sifting the broken glass
The echoes of my past
Keep flooding into pore
Like seeds of sycamore
Suddenly I started wondering how I got

Was it a of timing?

Catholic my private Hell
I 'til the age of twelve
sex at seventeen
And soon thereafter Self
The days did not
And years were a lifetime

Drowning in a stock
Of girls and Indie Rock
I flunked out of each college
And set my sails for no
The nights from nowhere
And that's where I to be

said,
"It's not a of time, it's just a matter of timing"

Do you wonder how you got to here?
It's not a matter of time, just a matter of timing
Do you ever how you got to here?

Branded, marked and paper
angry saint went marching in
To war scores of ninety proof
Found nothing but the ugly
The decade of wastage an
And changed

up feeling 35
Though that I'm still alive
Another chance at
To chase the dream but now it
days run away like wild horses over the hills

said,
"It's not a of time, it's just a matter of timing"

Do you ever how you got to here?
It's just a matter of
It's not a matter of time, it's just a of timing
Do you wonder how you got to here?

Take it in and hold on you can
All the of one day and
And you'll finally know who you are
It's a matter of timing

Do you ever how you got to here?
It's just a matter of
It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of

Do you ever how you got to here?
It's just a of time
not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing

Do you wonder how you got to here?
Do you ever wonder how you got to