Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Canyon

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

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

So we could stand here
And behold breathlessly the
How a raging of tears
Cut a canyon of light

Yes, been so many places
Flown through vast empty
stewardesses whose hands
Look much than their faces

And tossed so many napkins
Into big hole in the sky
at the bottom of the Atlantic
Seething in a

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

humility has buoyancy
And us only sky

So I in
Breathe that brutal burning smell
That the smoldering wreckage
That come to love so well

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

Comes a melody, a rhythm
A particular
is us and only us
Comes a ambulance

A hand you can trust
Laid steady on 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 of light

And no song has gone here
And this is strung crazy tight
And people been raising up their
it just ain't been right

With all the righteous
And all the spite
That will us out
Of this night

That will us by the hand
When we are to take flight
Seat back and table
In the and locked position

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

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

But I think the is nothing
If not night to let the out
f-word ever deserves a fucking shout

I mean why all decent men and women
Call feminists?
Out of for those who fought for this
I mean, look around, we have

Yes, I love my
By I mean, I am indebted joyfully
To all the people its history
Who have fought the government to right

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

So we could stand here
And behold the sight
How a river of tears
Is cutting a grand of light