<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=63891" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Through Your Hands</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were dreamin<br>On a park bench<br>bout a broad highway somewhere<br>When the music from the carillon<br>Seemed to hurl your heart out there<br>Past the scientific darkness<br>Past the fireflies that float<br>To an angel bending down<br>To wrap you in his warmest coat<br>And you ask<br>What am I not doing<br>He says<br>Your voice cannot command<br>In time you will move mountains<br>And it will come through your hands<br>Still you argue for an option<br>Still you angle for your case<br>Like you wouldnt know a burning bush<br>If it blew up in your face<br>Yeah, we scheme about the future<br>And we dream about the past<br>When just a simple reaching out<br>Might build a bridge that lasts<br>And you ask<br>What am I not doing<br>He says<br>Your voice cannot command<br>In time you will move mountains<br>And it will come through your hands<br>Through your hands<br>So whatever your hands find to do<br>You must do with all your heart<br>There are thoughts enough<br>To blow mens minds<br>And tear great worlds apart<br>Theres a healing touch to find you<br>On that broad highway somewhere<br>To lift you high<br>As music flyin<br>Through the angels hair<br>Dont ask what you are not doing<br>Because your voice cannot command<br>In time we will move mountains<br>And it will come through your hands</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Don Henley - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=63891" data-title="Through Your Hands" data-description="You were dreamin 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 his warmest coa..."></div> </div> </div>

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