Luyện nghe bài hát Countless Skies

Countless times me
Rivers and fell
Ageless eroding out
Across the endless

to pave the seasons
Wounds to birth
Cries to through the night
Wombs to feed the

Countless skies me
Each the next
Lines of than moon and sun
Glimpses of a

hands have sought me
Reaching out in
Permanence without
or disdain

Flames to greet the
to face in awe
Winds to weave every wood
to dull the road

Purpose lost to
Craning blades of
and weakness on and on
All that is pass

hands have sought me
Reaching out in
Permanence observes
or disdain

Flames to the harvest
to face in awe
Winds to weave through every
Walls to the road

Countless waves me
Strong until the
Leaning dimming dreams
All that was has