Luyện nghe bài hát Featherhead & Lucky Lack

Music: kinchla
john popper

I remember hearing a
About a girl who to fly
Something dreams as fragile as bubbles
Well perhaps it won't
It seems she'd flap her arms every day and every
As hard and as long as she
She knew her needed all the love she could give it
For it to do her any

One night her spoke in a dream
It told her if you really this believe, because

It the guiltiest of eyes
To the man who dies
It takes a thousand of his spies
To expose as many
It could weeks for me to say
How it'll forever to go away
And it takes you have
to be in love

Well across the street there lived a boy
Sad disfigured child with two humps on his
Pitiful autistic mess in a wheelchair
The other kids all him lack
But lack to take an interest
In that girl the way
He'd watch in amazement his window
While she flapped her
And that's how they'd spend days
She'd soon inspire him to
That girl called featherhead
him clearly understand

It the guiltiest of eyes
To the man who dies
It takes a thousand of his spies
To as many lies
It could weeks for me to say
How it'll forever to go away
And it takes you have
Everything to be in

Soon lack walk and talk and hide his humps
And people realized how he could be
Feather still about the skies
Unaware of how in lack was with she
One day she quit her arms at last
Convinced that accomplished nothing at all
When lack this he ran, not walked to her house
And he begged her, yes he her not to let rome fall

He "everything I am now is for and because of you
You see I your secret and I swear to God it's all true"

It takes the of eyes
To condemn the man who
It a thousand of his best spies
To realize
That it takes the strength of samson's
To if you dare
And it takes in flight
To the gods to fight
It could weeks for me to say
And it'll take forever to go
And it takes you have
to be in love

Well wears on, and soon featherhead and lack had to grow up
Featherhead didn't and would be finishing flight school soon
She for nasa exploring space
Flying regularly to jupiter's seventh
Lack defying all laws of gravity and otherwise flew
You see those humps on his grew into great big gossamer wings
He changed his name to luck he had so much
He still flies where he's needed, all sorts of nifty and amazing things
From time to time meet up in the sky to celebrate
Tax dollars and miracles can let the people date

It takes the guiltiest of
To condemn the man who
It takes a thousand of his spies
To expose as many
It take weeks for me to say
How it'll take forever to go
And it takes you have
to be in love

I remember a story...