蟹·寄生

天渐暖, 窗外一地春光,
该是逸情快语的季节,
此时自己却很难学着天色,
合着阳光休闲荡漾.

又想起中午的那只小狗,
它本来可以快乐,或者它不知道,
错与对在彷徨的那刻已划下了线,
我知道它还很小,
对于责任和一时的快乐,
有多少人会对它负责呢.
我错了, 可该对谁说.

抱它走的那个女孩,
请一直对它好,直到它老.

P.S
那只叫雪雪的小狗, 丢了很久,
每次路过它以前的家,装做经意或者不经意,
却都希望可以看见它憨厚的脑袋,
我记得它的眼睛,
很清澈,很可爱, 那是种到心底的温顺,

某天, 或者它会回家,或者我会再遇见它,
无论在哪, 我想好好抱住它.

FL: 听Cold water那夜, 从无眠到混沌,
清醒之后只是沉静,
听 9 Crimes,Damine Rice的声音是不动声色酿好的酒,
晃动支离破碎的印象,
喝下旋律中藏好的毒,
于是泛滥的情绪,惑目灼人.

9 Crimes — Damien Rice

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what i do
It’s the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It’s the wrong time
For somebody new
It’s a small crime
And i’ve got no exuse
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it’s loaded
Is that alright?
If u dont shoot it how am i supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it’s loaded
Is that alright
Leave me out with the waste
Is that alright with u?
This is not what i do
It’s the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It’s the wrong time
but she’s pulling me through
It’s a small crime
And I’ve got no exuse
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it’s loaded
Is that alright?
If u dont shoot it how am i supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it’s loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with u?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with u?

P.S.
有一种落寞是注定的, 潜伏在骨子里,
舔食半糖的记忆和温软的快乐,
留下的冷清被寂寞肆意挥霍,
最后粉身碎骨.

平静到大平静,
淡去到大淡去,
越浅薄的越彻底,越冷清的越快乐,
世界两端该是个怎样的极乐.
past past time,
last last night,
who knows, who cares..
记得这里,
很久以前,只是歌词而已.

<七宗罪>是最近看的老片,
9 Crimes, 开了个成人的玩笑,
或许在7原罪之后,第8宗是寂寞的罪,
最后一宗罪还是寂寞,是更深更远的寂寞.

FL: 那些似曾相似,沉淀不愠不火的旋律,
       那是,无论何处,戴上耳机, 便是另一个世界.
       那个世界, 灭了思想, 只是飘落,

Paradise Hotel – Eliza Gilkyson

sailing cross the seas
pursuing sorry ships don’t know they’re sinking
holding on until all hope is gone
focusing my eyes on distant stars so far away they’re blinking
on and off and on and off and on
but the bird in my hand is promising paradise

venture forth from cave
to conquer everything that’s moving
pleasure never really lasting very long
roller coaster ride the lows the highs
feels like you’re grooving
though it’s on and off and on and off and on
and the bird in my hand is promising paradise

all the actors in your play will do their part
and go their way
or dance as long as you will pay
but she will never fly away

man behind the curtain
pulls the levers for the sheep
for me tonight there’ll be no sleep until the dawn
neon sign from paradise hotel across the street
is blinking on and off and on and off and on
and the bird in my hand is promising paradise

P.S. 离开blog的日子, 也离开喜欢的调调.
曲子中那段没词的哼唱,
是最爱的旋律.

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距离上次的时间,
这次的回归又长有远.
春节前忙忙碌碌的收尾,
半个月的假期呼吸在北方海边的空气中,
干冷和凌冽,
以及永远也享受不完的阳光.
我爱的那野蓝蓝无垠的天空,
没有云彩,那片无暇的底色是个宽广的怀抱.

假期的结束和开始似乎走雷同的节奏,
一样的匆忙,
拍掉的那一丝尘土掉在键盘上,
多少个一样的早晨或黑夜,
在酣睡中怅然醒来,
亦或在深夜看着窗外的天色一点点放亮.

回来的那天, 已经离开这里很长时间,
blog意外得down掉了,
BS 那些该死的盗链,
blog中几个音乐的附件无一幸免,
接下来连续的几天,
blog首页换成了 Service Unvaliable.
分享变成这样的状况,
快乐只好在一旁尴尬了…

春寒料峭的季节,
这个下午天色依然暗淡,
据说这本是梨花烂漫的时候,
代替这软香飞花的,
却是倒春时分渐寒的小雨.

某时某刻,人站在十字路口,
左右前后, 若不知何去何从,
掷个硬币,无非上天或者下地,
倒不如闭上眼睛, 大大地意淫这方寸之外的世界不过乌有…

P.S.
Finally, I am back.



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FL: 听这个调子, 可以到睡着

Please take me out of here
So we can have a ball
I’ve been tied up
My face against the wall

Who’s got trouble
We’ve got trouble
Go ahead make mine a double
I do declare I’m in a state
And I just can’t wait

Please take me out of here
My handsome buckaroo
Wait until I get
My hands all over you

Who’s unhappy
We’re unhappy
Get my coat and make it snappy
I do declare I’m in a state
And I just can’t wait

I’m under the bed
You’re over the moon
And it won’t be over easy but it could be over soon

Please take me out of here
Do like you’re daddy do
Wait until I get…my hands all over you

P.S.
Shivaree躲在背后,
一如继往哼唱迷惑散落的字句,
旋律是黯然的诱惑,
喜欢这样的麻醉,
身体很轻, 心很远, 思想支离破碎.

寂静, 喧嚣,淋漓尽致,
听这种音乐的时候分裂得最纯粹..

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写blog是某种情绪,
比如说离开,或者持续,
无非是这样的情绪在延续.

离开的有一些时间,
除了时不时回来转一下,
几乎不想再写什么,
依然自得其乐地体会自我的情绪.

最近玩PC游戏,
老老的DIABO2,很仿佛已经放不下手,
对巫师有莫名的情绪,或许心中有个阴暗的角落,
盼望突如其来的神奇力量,
照亮, 此般的幼稚已经延续, 很久..

越来越不懂如何用规则的方式表达自己,
几个词语,一些不连贯的话,
郁闷亦或嚣张的动作,
忽然想到在某处看见所谓:
人格不分裂,精神难独立..
究竟做叛逆的凤凰还是涅磐的人妖,
是个值得思考的问题.

而自己, 已经飘飘得离开那些思维很长时间.

P.S.

心情郁闷,
自我挣扎和安慰ing………..

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