Luyện nghe bài hát Time Turned Elastic

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

And when I stay too long, I 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, ground (in and out of focus, in and out
of focus)

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

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

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

Out here between the dark and
The summers gone, and the reeds bow
As the change all along the waterline

Oh...

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

Melody, in the darkness
Take of me now.
Memory, trapped in a
fingers are long.
But all around, streaming down, rays of blue calling out.

silver 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 that we lay down on the ground
Drawn through the funnel, all the colors run together round.
Wait for the waves to come and me away
Down on the ground the sounds of in the echoes seem to say.

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

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

Touches these woods and these all paved with gold.
in daylight, their voices ring on.
They're while they're pointing, lay down in the storm.
And this life is bending and around me
Rolling and turning into the around me
The winds all arising in the west me
And the carousel into breath around me.

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