Luyện nghe bài hát In a Sweater, Poolry Knit

In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting
Little Moses drifts downstream in the
A reply, an awkward, rigid laugh
And I'm carried helpless by my floating raft

Your flavor in my mind's and forth between
Sweeter than any wine, as bitter as greens
And it's light and dark as honeydew and bread
The I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead

Go plow some other and try and forget my name
See what harvest and supposing I'd do the same
I planted of peas, but the first week of July
They should have up to my knees but they were maybe ankle high

Take the fingers from flute to weave your colored yarns
And boil your fruit to preserves in mason jars
And the are overdue and the goats are underfed
The trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg

a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence
You made a holy fool of me, and thanked you ever since
And if she comes back, we'll end where we'd begun
Like two pennies on the train track the train into one

Or if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken, open
If I come without a thing and I come with all I
No out in the blue, no place to rest your head
The trap I set for you seems to have my leg instead

I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, you exist, I do not exist