Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You were on a park bench
a broad highway somewhere
When the music the carillon
to hurl your heart out there

Past the darkness
Past the fireflies that
To an bending down
To you in her warmest coat

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

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

Yeah, we scheme about the
And we dream the past
When just a reaching out
Might build a bridge that

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

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

There's a healing to find you
On that broad somewhere
To lift you high as flying
Through the hair

ask what you are not doing
Because your voice cannot
In time we will mountains
And it will come through hands

Through hands
Through hands
your hands
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