Luyện nghe bài hát In a Sweater, Poorly Knit

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

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

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

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

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

Or if I'm a crown a king, if I'm a broken, open seed
If I come a thing and I come with all I need
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, only you exist, I do not