Luyện nghe bài hát Meteorites

So we are
London's glass and granite arms as they reach for the half moon
Me a blood of boldness and
And the
Polka-dot breeze of you stands to the street in cool shoes
What could go wrong?
could possibly go right?
We could list all the good things and list all the bad
But if we're all just vibration, what difference does it
My heart could be a
It's a sponge; it's a
a lonely rock with a fiery tail,
Falling in atmosphere,
up and breaking down.
So let our melt together,
Let our nuclei
I you now,
And your can be clear;
My is dead,
The an illusion,
And is just a nightmare away.
is our story, our movie;
This is our rom-com and it ends like

looking up,
The cautiously takes the boy's hand.
She steels herself then his gaze.
The boy smiles. The girl surrenders. kiss.
We away to reveal more lovers:
In a winter coat,
A straddles a man on a wooden bench;
Behind a lavatory,
Two boys passionately
Vague silhouettes behind the steamed windows of a parked car;
Two fumble in a phone box;
There's a couple in doorway and around every corner.
begins to fall.
We drift up the sky and look down on the boy and the girl,
As become tiny specks on a London street.
We pull away further and further until gone, England's gone, Europe's gone:
Now in space,
Watching the earth as the sun behind it.
orbit by.
A stars surround us.
We float the moon.
Then we cut to black and the roll

I you now, and now is all we can know

Imagine we wake up tomorrow and nothing's happened; think of we'll never know!
One night of love, in a full of doubt.
Take my hand. my tongue. Let's run.
can be a detour, a respite
I'm your busman's holiday, your deserved night off.
I'm sensual sojourn!
My heart could be a stone; my could be a sponge.
This is the end: ten years in the making, a decade of

This is 'hello'
This kiss is