Luyện nghe bài hát She Moves In Secret Ways

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

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

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

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

Now the is on fire, the rats are all screaming
The horses are tired, they think theyre dreaming
Cause the barn are open, the crossbar is hanging in the wind

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

Its hard to
I dont like hanging on to in my hands all the time
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 in secret ways

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

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

In my house, theres a calm, a peace has
No need for alarm, its as she
Im with trying to fight the things I dont understand
Accept my surrender to the greater, better plan

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

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