Luyện nghe bài hát In a Sweater, Poorly Knit

In a sweater knit and an unsuspecting smile
Little Moses drifts in the Nile
A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid
And I'm carried helpless by my basket raft

Your flavor in my mind's back and forth
Sweeter than any wine, as as mustard greens
And it's light and dark as honeydew and pumpernickel
The trap I set for you to have caught my leg instead

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

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

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 circling 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, seed
If I come without a thing and I come with all I
No boat out in the blue, no place to rest 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