Luyện nghe bài hát Birds Elope With The Sun

Air like water, like stone, birds elopes with the sun.
A velvet quietus draped over ears
Quartz underfoot and opal tears
Welcoming webs of gasping
anphora textures the air
Anamnesis through...
The windows, tight, and the fires are fueled...
Reminding of its magnitude's inferiority.
Skyward stretching arms become and weak.
Bony fingers comb the clouds then curl fists, admitting defeat.
Blood concedes to gravity's pull, leaving hollow skeletons all erect, perforating the skyline -- an impenetrable cage... like skin drawn tight, and cracked with age.
Escapist flights and lengthy nights as some succumb and awakes...
Faces count minutes 'til noon -- solar ghosts come kiss the moon goodnight -- memories for now.
A families, down, will fall.
Nival tears them all!
absconding tides, birds elope with the sun.
A desert soaked in bleach
A sickly and opal touch
Hallucinating, glass falls as the atmosphere cracked and we are invaded by emptiness black.
The brain keeps the company.
The continent is a new born, to breathe.
Accepting his and falling asleep, the child is a woman, resting in peace.
Accepting the as a blackness forcing its way in and pushing air out through heavy lungs...
And heavy are the clouds that reach so deep and smother the in a heavy shroud.
press closed and words are now visible.
The sky is an eggshell to hatch.
The is the air, the wind, the trees, the Earth, the water, the fire...
Sculptors working the clay, angels and gargoyles, and columns as pixies dance to appease the leaves.
Faces once turned to catch the light, frown and turn desperately down towards darkness.
Float to the stiff, grey