Luyện nghe bài hát Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things

This is the that we come alive
I'm handing out the and the kiss
I'm electric the snap and the crackle of creation
I'm mixing up the mud the spit

So rise up Behan
And like a drunken
Let's traipse the high of the evening sky
Like crack crazed

Voyager 2, where are you
Looking at home and weeping
Cold and alone in the void
Winding down and

dimmer ever thinner
Feebly cheeping in the solar
I'll turn you up, sail on, sail on, on

On past the howling
Through orange skies
And blinding methane
on, I'll turn you up

Never me down to earth again
Let me blaze a trail of across the sky
Let me traipse across it's high
Let me marvel in wonder and unfettered
At the bigness and implausibility of

Yes, stretch out hands
infinity you human things
Past blind moons and ice worlds
You hurl your metal ball of intelligence

And us all our fragile grip
As we too track you
Slower but no less
Like the only fertile

In the barren vault of being, on
Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of worlds
Waiting for the final primary come of
I'll you up

And I'm big things
I'm about mortality
I'm thinking it's a price

we pay for existence
This is the that we come alive
is the breath and this is the kiss

No we're in Paris, in the ball
In the high heels, in the
And we're spinning Versailles
In a Beetle that we'd hired for the day
(At the rate)

The room without the shower was cold
"Are we middle-aged", she said
And I said, "I feel nothing, I like a jelly-fish"
"Mabey the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she joked

And she her brittle head
And we went to bed
And been thinking about these things
I've been thinking about 2
And this is the that we come alive