Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Canyon

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

Where so cunning sons and daughters
Our and forefathers
singing through slaughter
Came hell and high water

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

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

And I've tossed so napkins
Into big hole in the sky
Been at the of the Atlantic
in a two-ply

Looking up through all water
And the fishes by
And I don't always 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 come to love so well

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

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

A hand you can trust
steady on your chest
Working for the better
is good at its best

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

of the greatest pain
Into a canyon of light

And no song has unsung here
And this joint is strung tight
And people been up their voices
Since it just ain't been

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

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

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

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

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

I why can't all decent men and women
Call themselves
Out of for those who fought for this
I mean, around, we have this

Yes, I love my
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 through slaughter
Came through and high water

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