蟹·寄生

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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