Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You were dreaming on a bench
'Bout a highway somewhere
When the music the carillon
Seemed to hurl your heart out

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

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your voice cannot
In time, you will mountains
It will come 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 the future
And we dream about the
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 mountains
It come through your hand, your hand"

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

There's a healing to find you
On that broad highway
To lift you high as music
the angel's hair

Don't ask what you are not
Because voice cannot command
In we will move mountains
And it will through your hands

Through your
Through your
Through your
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