Luyện nghe bài hát Without Mythologies

A soft breeze with slippery black
And full of slush
Contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and
On a tunnel of shivering trees
The ones you said you'd to be
And the that screamed at the sun

Now buried down below the ground
Beneath the
I press my to this wall between us
I know you are me
And I press my to this wall
Determined not to around

I see you standing
Still that statue that I molded in my to kiss
So beautiful, you'll move again

Someplace far away, sad table littered
With plates, with bad light
In 48 frames from a movie on the cutting floor

You've said, "True meaning be dying with you"
And I wanted to, I did not smile
But now I will give up on this wall that I have with
Never uncover meaning behind our words
If I could, I would make you a raging
With angry rapids, supplied rain

So you could meander
And forever be able to run
Without contending myths, wrongly interpreted
pain, a harsh wind

A harsh