Luyện nghe bài hát Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop hits the leaf, its position slightly on the street
to polls of monotonous water he walks
Slipping feet from at random he falls

In the space between his body and the
Comets cast of their names, stellar misfire
Witnesses inhale the seed and out a million branches

Buds abloom in all directions from which events
Relations and virused catch fire and explode
In the of butterfly wings entire cycles of evolution
Outplayed and faded,
And leaned back vacuum-filled nirvana

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

In the kinetic of a moving fist
Lies a machine for a parallel universe
the first movement in the organic soap
Came a bouquet of alternative
All different multiplied and

in the spinal cord of a trilobite
Written between the on the Meganeura
Suburban city maps and dormant dictator
Marked their way trough

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