Luyện nghe bài hát How It Got Started

I want to take photographs of that are real
But does not come to my aid
It forth these questions and theories I feel
It opposes and challenges my
Like why the grass grow?
The leaves and fall?
The moon that draws back all waves?
And how'd it get We couldn't recall
That's knowledge too to be retained

She told me that she liked my opinions
Call them and a waste of her time
of writing each song with some meaning
All you do is lie boy, you lie boy you lie
So if I've got my convictions
When the day is I can say i tried
Because I can't stop the world spinning
But I can do is take her out of my life

I must choose wisely the next that I play
It determines the rest of the
The rhythm, the arrangement and melodies
It's the thing keeping me sane
why I absorb myself deep in each song
In hopes it whisks me away
But the parts never last long enough and the growing faint
And eventually the band the stage

She told me that she never loved me for my
Called it abrasive and and trite
Instead of singing each song with feeling
All you do it boy, you whine, boy you whine
Watch me as I accept her position
Turned and biased over night (over time)
I tip my head to the side grinning
Singing I never loved you for your mind

I must act before it's too late
Time is your friend nor mine
It's been me closely every move that I make
to strike!