Luyện nghe bài hát Sky Is Not Blue

I made you construction paper dolls,
connected by the hands tiny little faces,
and now I'll hang them on the
so you can see the people up the spaces.

I think I am the only one to ever realize I am
the only one to realize true.
When all the world is stuck in a
The sky is not blue.

I made you this defective song,
connected by the chords, and melodic,
and if you I sing it wrong,
or if you think it sounds a too robotic,

Just let me know. I'll understand, and maybe when I next week
I'll think of you and it pristine,
as long as you after me:
The is not green.

I might have stated I thought before.
I might have it in, my memory is failing.
I might have stumbled the door.
You might have stared and asked I had been inhaling.

I might blinked. I might have sighed.
I have been a has-might-have-been,
but if you really heard what I
understand the mindset I'm in,
where aren't red.

I'm setting up my little town,
a Lego set in which I'm to retire.
It's time I settled down,
but not I set everything on fire,

Put on my boots, and it out.
The yellow people don't care.
They did, and they never do,
and yet they seem to with their stare.

tell me things I can't deny.
They me I'm a sap, I'm a square.
They tell me I already knew.
The greatest of the the secrets share:
The sky is not blue.