Luyện nghe bài hát Canyons & Caverns

On a mantle made of
a photograph from my childhood
It was taken in the desert early

I look a lot a leprechaun
With a vest and a red hippie hat on
Maracas in my hand and stick in my right

And are canyons, there are caverns
There are border roadside
I am held captive by the big sky above me

She naps the TV on
I smell the June cut from my pappys lawn
I play in the little room upstairs, hey, hey, hey

There are Lincoln logs and tins
And colored blocks and to win
I draw and I dream and my drums up there

There are circus and maple leaves
And there are and dogwood trees
And I am held captive by the big blue sky above me,

Now the coffee's and the fruit's all wrong
And my, my call's for somebody else
And now the hoax and neurosis jokes

Always my laughing at myself
I laugh a lot and what I do
And I learn the things that I knew

I see canyons, I see
And I see border roadside
And I am held captive by the big blue sky me

I'm captive by the big blue sky
I am held captive by the big sky above me