Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You dreaming on a park bench
'Bout a broad somewhere
When the from the carillon
Seemed to hurl your heart out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Through your
your hands
Through your
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