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          从底处的平面仰望天空
          我——和日荣草——在体验中学着成长
          感谢生命还在继续
          并赋予我们最谦卑的形象
          脚旁预支的泥土芬芳
          是我来之前就已应许的粮


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Gloryweed @ 2011-03-27 14:39



While riding on a train goin’ west
I fell asleep for to take my rest
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had

With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
Laughin’ and singin’ till the early hours of the morn

By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we longed for nothin’ and were quite satisfied
Talkin’ and a-jokin’ about the world outside

With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one

As easy it was to tell black from white
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
And our choices were few and the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split

How many a year has passed and gone
And many a gamble has been lost and won
And many a road taken by many a friend
And each one I’ve never seen again

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I’d give it all gladly if our lives could be like that


带着一种近似虔诚的心恭敬贴上播放器和歌词,心里蒙着一层层涟漪似的东西。谢谢蜜蜂把这张专辑贴上微博,谢谢冰姐姐要带我去看迪伦老头。谢谢上帝赐下过这么个性情的声音,让很多复杂的东西被唱得这么直接而动人。

曾经的这一天...


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