Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal Ball

As I looked my crystal ball...
There was a tragedy.
Oh but there's to worry about...
It was just a from my memory.
Well it that the holiday wheel...,
You know, the one that was earth
And the moon...well any way, was
2,000,000 killed...bodies in the
Afternoon...

Explosions, 1,000 or more,
waves and hurricanes...
And on earth we lost 3 continents.
Their fiery snuffed out by
ice and rains...

And of my life...floating,
soaring through space...
But my sons and wives
Landed on mars to start race...

As I gazed my crystal ball,
There formed a of jealousy.
But there's nothing to sad about...
By this time, it's due for history.
Well, it seems the chambers of the
Gods were being for good.
Why would heavenly beings want
To earth ?
But as I I understood.

As the clouds to a jealous
Green, which was concieved in the
Of man...the people respect
The help of the gods. they turned against
Immortal man. as they tried to defy,
Died, the wicked pits of hell.

Diana wept a after we made love
And said: my darling, I must bid
You farewell...the fate of your mud ...
As of my life...floating,
Still in space...
She could have been my
But her time, I didn't dare
To waste.

As I stared into my ball,
was formed a tearing of hearts.
Ego marched antly onto view
to be blown apart.

As the sun whispered it's
Through space...to men thinking the pride
Opposite...telling them it was
Such a disgrace to think men were
The ruler of it. well you
How the story goes...the sun they
Was their slave...
Round and and round the
she goes. some carried
The thought right to grave...
And I the scorch of the
out minds...who searched
For the hurting of space. and the
Dizziness they inside...
Reflected off the
Slave earth...

As of my life...
floating, some soaring in space
Collections of my
Will turn complete as time will age.

As my tears drop on my ball,
Magnifies the of christ.
As I blink, his take him away.
he said, man tries to self
?help god. as reward, he
Wipes our blood his eyes...
And the cross that he
Use for his represents
Not but death. is this the way
All heroes go ? ...carrying the first
Of death...
His the belief
Of happiness to rest.
Or were his just ufos
Vapor lead from
light year land...
Or was it tomorrow's
day dream...blemished
By the smudgy finger of man...

And of my life...floating,
Still in space...
And of bee hives
Even they find a place.

As I through my crystal ball,
I suddenly ride upon the of sound.
I see of launching
Pads even the first blade of
Grass brown.

And I taste their through
The sky...as the axis turns in womb.
Frozen and animals try to
Hold they had before
Their bloomed...
And I the last rocket up
To the of the moon's meadows.