Luyện nghe bài hát Lines In The Sand

Sometimes, for a moment of
And the passion, we're
a message we miss
Sometimes when, the left alone
We must in something to find if we've grown

reflex, shattered calm
Static progress, senses
Numb awareness, psalm

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

Sometimes, if you're perfectly
You can hear the virgin
For the of your will
Sometimes, your in the air
And the fantasies you're seeking, are the crosses you

Sacred conflict, prize
Weeping crosses, stainless
addict, faith disguised

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

We fabricate our demons, invite into our homes
Have supper with the aliens and fight the war
We conjure up our skeletons, the den of thieves
from our closets, then sewn upon our sleeves

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

Sometimes, in the wreckage of our
There's a bitterness we harbor and hate for sake
Sometimes we, we dig an grave and crucify our instincts
For the we couldn't save

Sometimes a view sinless eyes
Centers our perspective and pacifies our
Sometimes the anguish we and the mysteries we nurture
Are the of our lives

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