Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Canyon

I my country
By which I mean, I am joyfully
To all the people its history
Who have fought the government to right

Where so many cunning and daughters
Our foremothers and
Came through slaughter
Came hell and high water

So that we could stand
And behold breathlessly the
How a river of tears
Cut a grand of light

Yes, I've been so many
Flown through empty spaces
With whose hands
Look much older than their

And tossed so many napkins
that big hole in the sky
Been at the of the Atlantic
Seething in a

Looking up through all water
And the swimming by
And I don't always lucky
But I'm smart to try

'Cause has buoyancy
And above us sky

So I in
Breathe deeper that brutal burning
surrounds the smoldering wreckage
That I've come to so well

Yes, color me and dazzled
By all the red white and blue lights
In the American
Where black head on with white

Comes a melody, a rhythm
A particular
That is us and us
a screaming ambulance

A that you can trust
Laid on your chest
for the better good
Which is at its best

And too, bearing
a woman bears a child
With all her

Born of the pain
Into a grand canyon of

And no song has gone here
And this joint is strung crazy
And people been raising up voices
Since it just ain't been

all the righteous rage
And all the bitter
That will us out
Of this long

will grab us by the hand
When we are ready to flight
Seat and tray table
In the upright and locked

to tears by each new vision
Of all that my ancestors have
Like say, the women who gave their
So that I have one

People, we are at ground zero
Of the revolution
Yeah, it was an job, stoic and sly
One we're supposed to and downplay and deny

But I the time is nothing
If not night to let the out
Coolest ever deserves a fucking shout

I mean why can't all decent men and
themselves feminists?
Out of respect for those who for this
I mean, around, we have this

Yes, I my country
By which I mean, I am joyfully
To all the throughout its history
Who fought the government to make right

Where so many sons and daughters
Our foremothers and
Came singing slaughter
through hell and high water

So that we stand here
And breathlessly the sight
How a raging river of
Is cutting a grand canyon of