Monday, February 1, 2010

My Story, Your Song

舍友的爸妈走了,想起在美国告别爸妈的那些时候,有点感伤
每当此时 就会觉得这样的距离长得有些残忍
而直面婆婆妈妈的絮叨时 又总想要藏得远远的
自由的灵魂 家人的牵绊 逃避的本能
距离 遥远时孤单而冷 靠近时又总灼伤了自己

Do you know what's worth fighting for
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take you breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weight out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Does someone break your heart inside?

寒假回家做得最不冷静最后悔的一件事
就是在被爸爸的中年妇女同事口水围剿的时候
直接逃出去打电话抱怨了半个小时
这该是我对长辈最失礼的一次了吧
虽然后悔的点 其实是选择了一个错误的电话对象

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last

有些事情 我也控制不到
少了前提 让我怎可能听信他那一两句“希望”
未进入我的人生 怎可能改变我的人生
一直以来我其实都只需要一个表态
对你而言却好像难过实际的行动
而我也渐渐失却了耐心
被婆婆妈妈们消耗得所剩无几的耐心

When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins

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