Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Away

Up on a as the day dissolves
With my pencil turning moments into
above in the violet sky
A silent plane, it draws a golden chain

One by one all the appear
As the great winds of the spiral in
Spinning like the night sky at Arles
In the million insect storm, the form

On a hill a raven sky
I no idea exactly what I've drawn
Some kind of change, kind of spinning away
every single line moving further out in time

And now as the pale moon in the stars
In the
Her form in my pale blue in the stars
In the

And there as the world rolls in the stars
In the
I draw, but the lines 'round in the stars
In the

And there as the great wheels in the stars
In the
I draw, but my drawing in the stars
In the

And now as the old sun dies in the
In the
I draw and the four winds sigh in the
In the