Luyện nghe bài hát She Moves In Secret Ways

On a river of sighs a boat towards me
A flimsy covered the devil
Who from a song sheet of how modern lifes a bore

In his choirboy's
He sang me the to which good girls aspire
Where men in coats
Give us pills to the horses that stamp on our floors
And pills for when the have bolted out the door

Its to explain
I dont like hanging on to in my hands all the time
Im out of trails
Worn paths lead to where I need to get to every time

She moves in secret
And there is and poised perfection
When she the helm
She moves in secret

Now the house is on fire, the rats are all
The horses are tired, they think theyre still
the barn doors are open, the crossbar is hanging in the wind

So the devil sings
Oh, look at what youre doing
Yeah, hes joined by a choir of doctors and
Who their sorry lives to the last day's end
But look at all the happy things that by accident

Its to explain
I dont like hanging on to reins in my all the time
Im out of trails
Worn paths lead to where I need to get to every time

She moves in ways
And there is and poised perfection
she takes the helm
She in secret ways

gone by, I thought I had it all
Filed in boxes
Now I find I had control
took little chances and won

Now the downstream, hes singing to someone
My horses are free, they to no-one
Unbridled, untethered, they on the unmarked land

In my house, theres a calm, a has descended
No for alarm, its as she intended
Im through trying to fight the things I dont understand
Accept my sweet surrender to the greater, better

Its hard to
I dont like hanging on to reins in my hands all the
Im out of trails
Worn paths dont lead to where I need to get to every

She moves in ways
And there is grace and perfection
When she the helm
She moves in ways
She moves in ways
She in secret ways