Luyện nghe bài hát In a Sweater, Poolry Knit

In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting
Little Moses downstream in the Nile
A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid
And I'm carried helpless by my floating basket

Your flavor in my back and forth between
Sweeter than any wine, as as mustard greens
And it's light and dark as honeydew and pumpernickel
The trap I set for you seems to caught my leg instead

Go plow some field and try and forget my name
See what harvest yields and I'd do the same
I planted rows of peas, but the week of July
They should have come up to my knees but were maybe ankle high

Take the fingers from your flute to weave colored yarns
And boil down fruit to preserves in mason jars
And the books are overdue and the are underfed
The trap I set for you seems to caught my leg instead

You're a door-without-a-key, a
You made a holy fool of me, and I've thanked you ever
And if she circling back, we'll end where we'd begun
Like two on the train track the train crushed into one

Or if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken, seed
If I come without a thing and I come all I need
No boat out in the blue, no to rest your head
The trap I set for you to have caught my leg instead

I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, only you exist, I do not