Luyện nghe bài hát Tides of the Moon

The threads run through your life
Hand from sleeve
Wind through soul
The kind you can't

The kind you conceive
The kind you can't
But wish you could
Wish you weave
I wish you see
It you to me

And you fly in the of the sun
And you float in the of the moon

The that run from your door
Climb through the
like a snake
The kind you escape

The you can't conceive
The you can't believe
With little thorns
Sharp tiny
They're for the threads
Hanging from sleeve

Waiting on a
The kind you can't
But you could take
And you could leave
You you could see
I wish you see
It you to me

And fly in the of the sun
And you float in the tides of the

And fly in the of the sun
And float in the of the moon

In the tides of the
In the tides of the
In the tides of the
In the tides of the