Luyện nghe bài hát In a Sweater, Poorly Knit

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

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

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

Take the fingers your 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 seems to have my leg instead

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

Or if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken, seed
If I without a thing and I come with all I need
No boat out in the blue, no to rest your head
The trap I set for you seems to caught 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