Luyện nghe bài hát Sky Is Not Blue

I made you these paper dolls,
connected by the hands with tiny faces,
and now hang them on the walls
so you can see the people up the spaces.

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

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

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

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

I might have blinked. I might sighed.
I might have a has-might-have-been,
but if you really heard I said
you'd the mindset I'm in,
where roses red.

I'm setting up my tiny town,
a Lego set in which I'm to retire.
It's really time I 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 seem to speak with their stare.

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