Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

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

the scientific darkness
Past the fireflies float
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 move
It come through your hand"

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

Yeah, we scheme about the
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 mountains
It will through your hand, your hand"

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

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

Don't ask you are not doing
Because voice cannot command
In time we will move
And it will come through your

your hands
Through hands
Through your
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