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Archive for 10月 20th, 2004

感动,献给飘荡风夜中的灵魂

熟悉的音乐再次回响耳边
在这个刮风的夜里
音符变得格外温暖
静止的摆设同飘动的音乐产生强烈反差
这些声音似乎在呼喊着我那未曾注意就流走的一切
而我却还不知道那些究竟都是什么
不停地在repeat
任停止思想
……
毕竟
让一个孤独男人感动不禁的音乐
实在不多
……

喜欢on your own
喜欢the verve

Tell me what you seen
Was it a dream
Was I in it
Life seems so obscene
Until it''s over
Who knows

All I want is someone who can fill the hole
In the life I know
In between life and death
When there''s nothing left
Do you wanna know

You come in on your own
And you leave on your own
Forget the lovers you''ve know
And your friends on your own

Tell me if it''s true
That I need you
You are changing
I''ve seen this road before down on this floor
It is hurting me

You come in on your own
And you leave on your own
Forget the lovers you''ve know
And your friends you have told

Lies
I''ve got to get rid of this hole inside
I''m coming in on my own...

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