Luyện nghe bài hát Sweater Poorly Knit

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

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

Go plow some other field and try and my name
See what harvest yields and 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 maybe high

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

You're a door-without-a-key, a
You made a holy fool of me, and I've thanked you since
And if she comes 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 come without a thing and I come 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