Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You were on a park bench
'Bout a highway somewhere
the music from the carillon
Seemed to your heart out there

Past the scientific
Past the that float
To an angel bending
To wrap you in her warmest

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

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

Yeah, we scheme 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 cannot command
In time, you move mountains
It will through your hand, your hand"

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

There's a healing touch to you
On that broad highway
To lift you as music flying
Through the hair

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

Through your
Through your
Through your
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