Luyện nghe bài hát Theories

Arthur stepped off, he stepped offa the chair
Couldn't weigh a forty pounds
And the rope yeah the rope snapped
And then Arthur found looking up from the ground
Looking up, looking up, found looking up
up, looking not so down, no not so down
No knots have to stay that way
No, not so tightly

What a lovely thing it is to
To release those fingernails
Arthur thought the end was
Then played for fifty years
And my father walked down 8th and 57th street to

Carnegie Hall, yeah it was Carnegie
The show was past out for weeks
But they "if you don't mind, if you don't mind sitting on stage
Sometimes we release a seats"
Twenty feet, twenty feet, my dad's twenty three
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from the hands on the keys
Yeah, the hands on the of a man with the hands that almost didn't exist
That didn't exist to see

Back in 97 Dad was my chauffeur
He'd radio and I'd try to guess the composer
Chopin sprinkled the hum of the motor
When I was young never I'd my composure
kosher, man I was so sure
I'd say that I'm
Don't want no
I never
Couldn't get how anyone ever want to end to their life
Until the day that I
I've it said we're alone in the ether
That we're the intelligent creatures
So you don't to adjust your receivers
If they were out there they'd be texting us, hitting our
Invading us on some alien Caesar
Or "take me to your leader"
But I got a it's neither
That there's a billion alien planets at leisure
Smoking alien
The evolution of the not the hunger to conquer
Or to or to seek or to wander
Or even wonder, but to to be
Until we to be any longer
There's nothing with heavy eyelids
I hope you enjoyed my twenties as as I did
You'll never how much that all of you provided
And I'm try to do the same for