Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Canyon

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

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

So we could stand here
And breathlessly the sight
How a raging of tears
Cut a grand of light

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

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

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

humility has buoyancy
And above us sky

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

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

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

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

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

Born of the greatest
Into a canyon of light

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

all the righteous rage
And all the spite
That accompany us out
Of this long

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

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

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

But I think the time is
If not night to let the out
Coolest f-word ever a fucking shout

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

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

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