Luyện nghe bài hát She Moves In Secret Ways

On a river of sighs a boat came me
A flimsy disguise the devil
Who sang a song sheet of how modern lifes a bore

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

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

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

Now the house is on fire, the are all screaming
The horses are tired, they theyre still dreaming
Cause the barn doors are open, the crossbar is in the wind

So the devil higher
Oh, just look at what doing
Yeah, hes by a choir of doctors and statesmen
Who their sorry lives to the last day's end
But look at all the happy things happen 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 secret
And there is and poised perfection
she takes the helm
She in secret ways

Days by, I thought I had it all
Filed in little
Now I I never had control
took little chances and won

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

In my house, a calm, a peace has descended
No for alarm, its as she intended
Im through with trying to fight the 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 running out of
Worn paths dont lead to I need to get to every time

She moves in ways
And there is grace and poised
When she takes the
She moves in secret
She moves in secret
She moves in secret