Luyện nghe bài hát Canyons & Caverns

On a made of oakwood
a photograph from my childhood
It was in the desert early light

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

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

She with the TV on
I smell the June cut grass from my pappys
I play alone in the room upstairs, hey, hey, hey

There are Lincoln and cookie tins
And blocks and wars to win
I and I dream and beat my drums up there

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

Now the strong and the fruit's all wrong
And my, my wakeup for somebody else
And now the TV's and neurosis jokes

keep my laughing at myself
I laugh a lot and what I do
And I learn the that I never knew

I see canyons, I see
And I see roadside taverns
And I am held captive by the big sky above me

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