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John Hiatt
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Through Your Hands
作词：John Hiatt
You were dreaming on a park bench
'Bout a broad highway somewhere
When the music from the carillon
Seemed to hurl your heart out there
Past the scientific darkness
Past the fireflies that float
To an angel bending down
To wrap you in her warmest coat
And you ask, 'What am I not doing?'
She says, 'Your voice cannot command'
She says, 'In time, you will move mountains
And it will come through your hands'
Still you argue for an option
Still you angle for your case
Like you wouldn't know a burning bush
If it blew up in your face
Yeah, we scheme about the future
As we dream about the past
When just a simple reaching out
Might build a bridge that lasts
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And you ask, 'What am I not doing?'
She says, 'Your voice cannot command'
She says, 'In time, you will move mountains
And it will come through your hands'
So whatever your hands find to do
Go out and do with all your heart
There are thoughts enough to blow men's minds
And tear great worlds apart
There's a healing touch to find you
Out on that broad highway somewhere
To lift you high as music flying
Through the angel's hair
Don't ask what you are not doing
Because your voice cannot command
You see in time we will move mountains
And it will come, ran through your hands
Through your hands
Through your hands
Through your hands
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