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, moved across the sky (in and out
of focus, in and out of focus)
If I could wrap my around this globe
Hands, touch the and brown.
I'd sink into the cool, cool (in and out of focus, in and out
of focus)

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

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

Now that the turned to gold,
The moments all glow, 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 the winds that blow.

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

Oh...

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

Melody, in the darkness
hold of me now.
Memory, trapped in a
Dark are long.
But all around, streaming down, rays of blue light out.

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

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

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

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

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

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