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Let me read a poetry for you in silence    -[文艺腔]
Time:2010-03-31
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I hate to see you cry

Lying there in that position

There's things you need to hear

so turn off your tears

and listen.

Pain throws your heart to the ground

Love turns the whole thing around

No it won't all go the way it should

but I know the heart of life is good.

You know it's nothing new

bad news never had good timing

then the circle of your friends

will defend the silver lining

Pain throws your heart to the ground

Love turns the whole thing around

No it won't all go the way it should

but I know the heart of life is good.

Pain throws your heart to the ground

Love turns the whole thing around

Fear is a friend who's misunderstood

but I know the heart of life is good.

I know it's good.

 

 

John Mayer "the heart of life"

When we did some group working.A boy played this song with his computer.I become mind absent.He asked me "hi,vanessa,are you bored?"I said,no,just because your song makes me want to cry.

The song Hit my heart,the tender voice from far far away,let me fall into a circinate memory.Some one,Some thing as the slides flash on my mind,like the old film which is yellowing.I thought I have forgotten how to cry for a long time,but tears around my eyepits at that moment.All of you have gone,left me alone here,left me still in the teenage,in the dream.I know I'm not a good one,I can't follow your steps,so the only choice for me,just escape to somewhere,endless wandering,endless farewell and encounter.Here is where we meet.here is where we apart.I remember the old songs we used to sing,don't cry,the heaven still above.Let me dry your tears.Even if I don't know where am I now.Yesterday, a friend when he was drunk,he said"I know,I feel,there are still some cold places in your heart"I replied with a smile.My heart is getting stronger and stronger and also getting colder and colder,that's equivalent of exchange.

Fortunately, I keep the last innocence.All the fear and love and pain ,I'm not afraid.Let me cry loudly as a kid,Let me read a poetry for you in silence,somewhere,sometime,somehow.once upon a time.....but nothing else.....But now,let me read a poetry only for you,memorialize all the meets in my life.When Yeats started to write,when you're old and gray and full of sleep...when Neruda started to say,If I awake with weeping,That I dream of being a astray kid,through the overnight leaves ,in search of your hands....

When you wander everywhere,barefoot,until the end of the world,only for finding the lost heart of someone.At the same time,you will get your heart back.


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