Luyện nghe bài hát Countless Skies

Countless times me
Rivers rose and
Ageless stones out
Across the endless

to pave the seasons
Wounds to follow
to carry through the night
Wombs to feed the

Countless above me
Each unlike the
Lines of more moon and sun
of a text

Countless hands sought me
Reaching out in
Permanence observes
or disdain

Flames to greet the
Storms to in awe
Winds to weave through wood
to dull the road

Purpose to frailty
Craning blades of
and weakness on and on
All that is will

Countless hands sought me
out in vain
Permanence observes
Compassion or

to greet the harvest
Storms to in awe
Winds to weave through every
Walls to the road

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