Luyện nghe bài hát Transatlanticism

The Atlantic was today, and I'll tell you how
The above opened up and let it out
I was on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water every hole
And thousands upon thousands made an
Making islands where no should go (oh no)

Most people overjoyed; they took to their boats
I thought it less like a lake and more a moat
The rhythm of my footsteps flatlands to your
Door have been silenced
And the distance is simply much to far for me to row;
It seems farther than before (oh no)

I you so much closer

So on; come on