Luyện nghe bài hát Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things

This is the moment that we alive
I'm handing out the breath and the
I'm with the snap and the crackle of creation
I'm up the mud with the spit

So rise up Brendan
And like a Lazarus
Let's traipse the high of the evening sky
Like crack kings

Voyager 2, where are you
Looking back at and weeping
and alone in the dark void
Winding and bleeping

Ever ever thinner
Feebly cheeping in the solar
turn you up, sail on, sail on, sail on

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

Never bring me down to again
Let me a trail of glory across the sky
Let me traipse it's golden high
Let me marvel in and unfettered gaze
At the bigness and implausibility of

Yes, stretch out your
Into infinity you things
blind moons and ice cream worlds
You hurl your ball of dull intelligence

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

In the vault of being, sail on
Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of empty
Waiting for the primary come of life
turn you up

And I'm big things
I'm about mortality
I'm thinking a cheap price

we pay for existence
This is the moment that we 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 'round Versailles
In a Volkswagen that we'd hired for the day
(At the rate)

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

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