Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You were dreaming on a park
'Bout a broad highway
When the music the carillon
Seemed to your heart out there

the scientific darkness
Past the fireflies that
To an angel down
To wrap you in her coat

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your voice cannot
In time, you move mountains
It will come through hand"

you argue for an option
Still you angle for your
you wouldn't know a burning bush
If it up in your face

Yeah, we about the future
And we about the past
just a simple reaching out
Might build a bridge lasts

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your voice command
In time, you will move
It will through your hand, your hand"

So whatever your find to do
You must do with all your
There are thoughts
To blow men's minds and tear great apart

a healing touch to find you
On that broad highway
To you high as music flying
Through the hair

Don't ask what you are not
Because your voice cannot
In time we will move
And it will come your hands

your hands
Through your
Through hands
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