Luyện nghe bài hát Mustard Seed

Hill up the road, gathering thoughts never adding the way I them
Sweet show me through the Indian paintbrush
was

Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and good to me

Or after all, will I shake my magic 8 ball, bubbling
And the brisk walking heartbeat won't tire me, it me strong
was

Cursed upon me, a mustard was good enough for him and its good enough to me
Pillar of salt, of black
Killer of thought, my back
Believe you wrong and said they would laugh and I'm trying to be humble about it

I like the rain, I going against the grain
Seems to me I'm cutting out a simple

---she was

Hill up the road, watching my thoughts each other
Sweet Jesus show me the cursed upon me

--she walked

No, won't this habit...

Earth, fire, air
In the open eye,
You are my pet, eases all my killing time
Seek me in candlelight
Dust the cobwebs in my

No, won't this habit

Follow, sit, heal, lay
You will never stray,
You hide, your face is blind
I call you by my

No, won't leave this

Even if we take the best of other
if I hate to see you own another
Even if we make the of each other
if we play a game with one another
It's

Earth, fire, water, air
In the mind, familiar
the surface, you're in too deep
Bite the hand that's me

No, leave this habit

Even if we take the of each other
Even if I to see you own another
if we make the worst of each other
Even if we play a with one another
It's