Wednesday, 3 November 2010

Into your house,why don't we share our solitude? Nothing is pure anymore but solitude.



很久沒有聽mew的歌了,現在再細細的回味時,被Jonas Bjerre所寫的歌詞深深感動。
好細膩,居然可以把孤獨寫的如此詩意,讓人在空氣裡流蕩,像風,沒有去處。
只有奔流的意識。

I don't feel alright
In spite of these comforting sounds you make
I don't feel alright
Because you make promises that you break

Into your house,why don't we share our solitude?
Nothing is pure anymore but solitude

It's hard to make sense
Feels as if I'm sensing you through a lens
If someone else comes
I'll just sit here listening to the drums

Previously,i never called it solitude

And probably you know
All the dirty shows I've put on
Blunted and exhausted like anyone
Honestly I tried to avoid it
Honestly

Back when we were kids,
We would always know when to stop
And now all the good kids are messing up
Nobody has gained or accomplished anything

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