Luyện nghe bài hát Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its slightly on the street
Next to of monotonous water he walks
Slipping from steps at random he falls

In the space between his and the ground
Comets cast of names, stellar neurones misfire
Witnesses inhale the seed and spit out a branches

Buds abloom in all directions which events occur
Relations and meetings catch fire and explode
In the margin of butterfly wings entire of evolution
and faded, sparked
And leaned back into vacuum-filled

Between the two of my feverish fractals soar
Dance like were they on drugs labyrinths re-mapped exits
A hasty blink and a life-to-comes
Will never be the same as they were

In the kinetic energy of a moving
Lies a birth machine for a parallel
With the movement in the organic soap
a bouquet of alternative answers
All different and re-divided

Coded in the spinal of a trilobite
Written between the legs on the
city maps and dormant dictator semen
Marked way trough time

In the kinetic of a moving fist
a birth-machine for a parallel universe