Luyện nghe bài hát Mustard Seed

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

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

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

Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and its enough to me
Pillar of salt, shaker of
of thought, turning my back
Believe you were wrong and 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 pattern

was weak---

Hill up the road, watching my thoughts chase other
Jesus show me the faith cursed upon me

--she walked

No, won't leave habit...

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

No, won't leave this

Follow, sit, heal, lay
You will stray, familiar
You can't hide, face is blind
I call you by my

No, won't this habit

Even if we take the best of other
Even if I hate to see you own
Even if we the worst of each other
Even if we play a with one another
familiar

Earth, fire, water, air
In the open mind,
Scratch the surface, in too deep
the hand that's feeding me

No, won't leave habit

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