Luyện nghe bài hát Time Turned Elastic

In and out of focus, time turns
In and out of focus, in and out of focus, turns elastic
In and out of focus, in and out of focus, turns...

And I stay too long, I went outside and stared
Arms outstretched and long, straight across the sky (in and out
of focus, in and out of focus)
If I could wrap my arms this globe
Hands, the green and brown.
I'd sink into the cool, cool (in and out of focus, in and out
of focus)

Seen all, seen all, all summer
Seen all, seen all, seen all

But, I'm a submarine, submarine below the ground.
A
I'm a submarine, submarine sinks the ground.

Now the leaves turned to gold,
The all glow, frozen and free from time.
And out here on my own, I it ebb and flow.
Here the fire burning low,
In the mist that breathes
Crooked maple fingers all around
I feel the winds blow.

Out here between the and light
The summers gone, and the reeds bow
As the colors all along the waterline

Oh...

And when it's time the will free what flows inside
While all the rocks collide, you finally see the lines
That towards the light that never dies.

Melody, shelter in the
Take of me now.
Memory, in a corner
Dark are long.
But all around, down, rays of blue light calling out.

These sounds are raining down on me
Here on the wheel the rhythm's all around
Up the dark, it's sky is bleeding
I feel the turning upside down.

These are the reasons we lay down on the ground
Drawn the funnel, all the colors run together turning round.
Wait for the waves to and carry me away
Down on the ground the sounds of voices in the seem to say.

And as the carousel unceasingly,
Watch while the ripples decay in rolling time.
In cascading, the wind set the wheels in
And it's turning in the around.
Rolling and turning into the mist me.
Kissed by the water, and in your mother's arms.
Green where you tumble and roll in fields.
The shapes of the bodies, a in the sun.
While the blossoms all and it sleeps around me
The earth and memories yields around me.

In and out of focus, turns elastic, time turns...
In and out of focus, time elastic, time turns...

Touches these and these waters all paved with gold.
Gleaming in daylight, voices ring on.
They're cold they're pointing, lay down in the storm.
And this life is bending and swelling me
and turning into the mist around me
The winds all arising in the west me
And the carousel turns into breath me.

In and out of focus, time elastic, time turns...
In and out of focus, turns elastic, time turns...
In and out of focus, turns elastic, time turns...
In and out of focus, turns elastic, time turns...