西雅圖冬季的雨,不停的下,像電影放不停
手里握著的鉛筆,它在日記本上滿滿地步行
西雅圖冬季的雨,不停的下,像電影放不停
日記本上的日期,并沒有注明,下落不明
im writing, but am I writing my diaries or am I writing down all my anxieties
I write in the winter in cold nights to make fire that lingers
I keep writing diaries, but times goes by 太快 feels like I'm writing memories
These past 5 years I have past 5 centuries
我的筆寫下我的故事寫下我的固執(zhí)寫下去特么上帝的布置
墻上的時鐘,循環(huán)的數字,告訴我每天是在原地繞著柱子
是象棋盤上不斷前行的棋子,是棋盤上那不回頭的卒,即使
它感到后悔后,想前進又想后退,但是no way,能回到起始
于是我用音樂建了一座屬于自己的宮殿
住在里面沒有極限我也不用在乎體不體面
住在里面堅持自己的理念,不知不覺慢慢變得固執(zhí)己見,不知疲倦
你現在聽到這張唱片,
my dream, im living
in my dream, im living
forever, forever, forever...
ill be singing, forever
in my dream
im living im dying im singing im dancing
im dreaming
thus, im living
西雅圖冬季的雨,不停的下,像電影放不停
手里握著的鉛筆,它在日記本上滿滿地步行
西雅圖冬季的雨,不停的下,像電影放不停
日記本上的日期,并沒有注明,下落不明
You see, life is a collection of choices
I love people but I hate those noises
I don't like going out, so i turn the music loud and record my voices
I write my words to maintain my spirit, so these words become lyrics
So I can talk to the beat
the only language they speak, the only path to my inner peace
thats why when i feel alone in my own dorm
I rhyme in the winter to keep myself warm
Living in my own time zone, 時鐘的指針,只跟著我的鉛筆轉動
不心痛,不心動
cuz i wear winter as my jacket, summer's in my closet
cuz i keep my heart in a locket, lock it
if you wanna find the key, SORRY, that's in my casket
我把我的信念鑲嵌,鑄成新的項鏈,再刻進新的唱片
穿過人心的迷霧卻在人性中迷路,繞了一圈又一圈后跟過去的自己撞見
新的心傷畫上輕的新妝,再把它放進冰箱結出新的冰霜
再包裝精裝做成新的勛章,一枚一枚掛滿這冰做的軍裝