Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal

Avalanche overhead
Airplane overhead
Important man sits by the
out of the first class window

Images run by, thousand an hour
But the seems far away
clothes in a folding closet
Folding in a resume

to let off some pressure
Time to let off some
All your notebooks get thrown
And you your diary clean

Crystal lined up in a row
Watched over by the G.I.
Sugar in coffee doesn't taste quite right
Feeling the effects for a hundred nights

civilization falls in its grave
Technology throws on the
You realize the things in life
Are the that can never be hurt

Shatters your brain in a million tiny
The you hear aren't coming out right
You it might be mystic, you think I might be cryptic
The crystal in your china case is in a million tiny pieces