Luyện nghe bài hát Canyons & Caverns

On a mantle made of
There's a photograph my childhood
It was in the desert early light

I a lot like a leprechaun
With a Mexican and a red hippie hat on
in my left hand and stick in my right

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

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

are Lincoln logs and cookie tins
And colored and wars to win
I draw and I dream and beat my up there

There are circus lights and maple
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 call's for else
And now the TV's hoax and neurosis

keep my laughing at myself
I a lot and that's what I do
And I learn the things that I knew

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

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