Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

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

Past the scientific
Past the that float
To an bending down
To you in her warmest coat

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

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

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

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

So whatever your hands to do
You must do with all your
are thoughts enough
To blow minds and tear great worlds apart

There's a healing to find you
On broad highway somewhere
To lift you as music flying
Through the angel's

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

Through hands
Through your
Through hands
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