Boston
电子琴的质量并不好,话筒也很差劲。可旋律就是
进了每个人的心里,和着忧伤又低沉的嗓音、兑成地中海午后的一杯加了薄荷叶的柠檬汁,酸得灵魂发涩。
“She said I think I,ll go to Boston
“Oh dear you look so lost
“Essential yet appealed
oh,you said, you don,t know me, you don,t wear my s”
I think I,ll get a lover and fly out to Spain”
no one knows my name
you said
oh it has begun”
I hear it,s ni the Summer
carry all your thoughts across an open field
eyes are red and tears are shed
no one knows my name”
I think I,ll start a new life
the light of the sun, is there anyone
this world you must,ve crossed
I think I need a sunrise, I,m tired of the su
“you don,t know me, you don,t even care
I think I need a own
just said, you don,t know me, you don,t even care
some snow would be nice”
I,m tired of the weather
如果他是个普通人……如果……
you said, you don,t know me, you don,t wear my s”
no one knows my name
一开嗓就
引了不少人驻足,连旁边
街舞的小团
都停下来、好奇地盯着他看。
“I think I,ll go to Boston
?s i mi sh u w u .com
I think that I,m just tired
I think I,ll start it over
聚集的人越来越多,很多人走上来朝盒子里扔
币甚至纸币、还有人在拿手机录像。这些人里也许有中国人、有他的粉丝,但他好像顾不得那么多了、烦躁和某种说不清的情绪溢满心脏,他需要宣
出来、不然会爆掉。
you don,t know me, you don,t even care
when flaze at you
to leave this all behind
they,re not the only ones who cry when they see you”
I,ll get out of California