Luyện nghe bài hát Windstorm

windmills cut
the dividing the imagined and true
the neglect to see what the heart pursues
but my heart finds a dream in these unseen
in the

not to say
that i feel the limitations and the
drop the expectation
it's not
but the heart of
it's the
thing true to me

when the burnin from sky to ground
my weight around
begin the
when the fire's burnin from sky to
swing my around
begin the

time past has
shadows over my that as ghosts owned
movement of my desires lost a stone
as a wish into a well with no sound
no at the end

how can i say
it's to feel the limitations and the
drop from the expectation. not naive
but the heart of creation. the only
thing true to me

when the fire's burnin from sky to
swing my weight
the windstorm
when the burnin from sky to ground
my weight around
begin the