Luyện nghe bài hát She Moves In Secret Ways

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

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

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

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

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

So the devil sings
Oh, just 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 that happen by accident

Its to explain
I dont like on to reins 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 secret
And there is grace and perfection
she takes the helm
She moves in secret

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

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

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

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
When she the helm
She in secret ways
She moves in ways
She in secret ways