Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Canyon

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

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

So that we could stand
And breathlessly the sight
How a raging river of
Cut a canyon of light

Yes, I've so many places
Flown through vast spaces
With stewardesses whose
Look much older than faces

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

up through all that water
And the swimming by
And I always feel lucky
But I'm enough to try

'Cause humility has
And us only sky

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

Yes, me stunned and dazzled
By all the red white and blue lights
In the intersection
Where black crashed head on white

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

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

And too, witness
Like a woman bears a
all her might

Born of the greatest
a grand canyon of light

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

With all the rage
And all the spite
That will us out
Of this long

That grab us by the hand
When we are ready to take
Seat back and tray
In the upright and position

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

People, we are at ground zero
Of the feminist
Yeah, it was an inside job, and sly
One we're supposed to forget and 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
themselves feminists?
Out of respect for those who fought for
I mean, look around, we this

Yes, I my country
By I mean, I am indebted joyfully
To all the people throughout its
Who have fought the government to make

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

So that we could here
And behold breathlessly the
How a river of tears
Is a grand canyon of light