Luyện nghe bài hát Sweater Poorly Knit

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

flavor in my mind's back and forth between
Sweeter than any wine, as bitter as mustard
And it's light and dark as and pumpernickel bread
The trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg

Go plow some other field and try and forget my
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 they were maybe high

Take the fingers from your flute to weave your colored
And down your 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 since
And if she comes circling back, we'll end where we'd
Like two pennies on the train the train crushed into one

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