Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal Ball

As I looked my crystal ball...
was formed a tragedy.
Oh but nothing to worry about...
It was a flash from my memory.
it seems that the holiday wheel...,
You know, the one that was earth
And the moon...well any way, was
2,000,000 killed...bodies in the
Afternoon...

Explosions, 1,000 or more,
Tidal and hurricanes...
And down on we lost 3 continents.
Their soul snuffed out by
ice and rains...

And of my life...floating,
soaring through space...
But my sons and their
Landed on mars to start race...

As I upon my crystal ball,
There formed a of jealousy.
But there's to feel sad about...
By time, it's due for only history.
Well, it seems the chambers of the
Gods being emptied for good.
Why such heavenly beings want
To desert ?
But as I I understood.

As the turned to a jealous
Green, which was in the heart
Of man...the people didn't
The of the gods. instead they turned against
Immortal man. as tried to defy, they
Died, into the wicked of hell.

wept a tear after we made love
And said: my earthly darling, I bid
You farewell...the of your mud brothers ...
As of my life...floating,
Still in space...
She could have been my
But her time, I dare wish
To waste.

As I stared into my ball,
was formed a tearing of hearts.
Ego armies marched onto view
to be blown apart.

As the sun whispered it's
Through space...to men thinking the pride
Opposite...telling that it was
Such a disgrace to that men were
The of it. well you know
How the story goes...the sun thought
Was circling slave...
Round and round and the
Table she goes. carried
The thought right to grave...
And I the scorch of the
Burnt out minds...who
For the truth of space. and the
they felt inside...
Reflected off the
Slave earth...

As of my life...
Some floating, some in space
of my soul
Will turn complete as time will age.

As my tears drop on my ball,
Magnifies the of christ.
As I blink, his take him away.
What he said, man to self
?help god. as reward, he
our blood from his eyes...
And the that he would
Use for his represents
Not but death. is this the way
All go ? ...carrying the first necklace
Of death...
His preaching the
Of happiness to rest.
Or were his just ufos
trails lead from
Another light land...
Or was it really
day dream...blemished
By the smudgy prints of man...

And of my life...floating,
Still in space...
And of bee hives
Even they find a place.

As I through my crystal ball,
I suddenly ride the waves of sound.
I see of launching
Pads even the first blade of
Grass brown.

And I their tunnels through
The sky...as the turns in it's womb.
Frozen and animals try to
Hold positions they had
morning bloomed...
And I follow the rocket up
To the libraries of the meadows.