Luyện nghe bài hát Lines In The Sand

Sometimes, for a of bliss
And the passion, we're
There's a message we
Sometimes when, the left alone
We must believe in something to find if we've

Tragic reflex, calm
progress, senses gone
Numb awareness, final

Swept away with the
(Swept away the tide)
Through the holes in my
(Through the in my hands)
of thorns at my side
(Crown of at my side, yeah, yeah, yeah)
lines in the sand

Sometimes, if you're still
You can hear the weeping
For the of your will
Sometimes, castles in the air
And the fantasies seeking, are the crosses you bear

Sacred conflict, blessed
Weeping crosses, eyes
Desperate addict, disguised

Swept away with the
(Swept with the tide)
Through the holes in my
(Through the in my hands, yeah)
Crown of thorns at my
(Crown of at my side)
Drawing lines in the

We fabricate our demons, invite them into our
Have supper the aliens and fight the war alone
We conjure up our skeletons, enlist the den of
Frightened from our closets, then upon our sleeves

In the of consciousness, there is a river crying
comes much easier, once we admit, we're dying

Sometimes, in the of our wake
There's a bitterness we harbor and hate for hatred's
Sometimes we, we dig an early grave and crucify our
For the hope we save

Sometimes a view from sinless
Centers our perspective and pacifies our
Sometimes the we survive and the mysteries we nurture
Are the fabrics of our

Swept away with the
(Swept with the tide, yeah)
the holes in my hands
(Through the holes, in my hands)
Crown of thorns at my
(Crown of at my side)
Drawing lines in the