心 PART 2

我

是

沒有心的人

以最原始的自己
思考著

我要什麼?我能給什麼?

Northern lights
http://www.scienceforgirls.net/listen.html
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You think it’s butterflies
You think it’s devil’s eyes
You think it takes a lifetime
And you think it goes away

You think it’s flowing over
You think it’s getting older
You think it’s trapped inside
But it’s gonna be great
It's gonna be great

There’s a park in San Miguel
where mariachis play
An island off the coast of Spain
where they party through the day
A city near Denali
where you can see the Northern Lights

It’s the deepest ocean
It's the farthest sound
It’s electricity
It’s the midnight sky

Just be the circle squared
Just be perpetual motion
Just be a miracle
Just know there’s gonna be heaven
It’s gonna be great

There’s a restaurant on Race Course Road
where the curry makes you cry
A hot springs north of Bangkok
where the water gets you high
A city near Denali
where you can see the Northern Lights

Northern Lights
Northern Lights

Soon you’re gonna wake up
Soon you’re gonna wake up
There’s a seashore in Morocco
with castles made of sand
A tea house in Aleppo
where they greet you like a friend
A city near Denali
where you can see the Northern Lights

Northern Lights...

Lock

Sorry, everything is locked up.

To protect something,
Some lock up their blogs, some lock up their notebooks.
Some lock up their bikes, some lock up their vehicles.
Some lock up their doors, some lock up their windows.

Keys and passwords are the only way to see what’s inside.
Truths and lies are the only path to know what’s happened.

No, I don’t need locks.
Because there is nothing to see, and no one could understand what’s inside.


Everything is in my fucking mind.

可以一再重複的

一直

不斷

持續

反覆

思索著
生命中可以一再重複的
是什麼?

每天上下班的途中
看著過往的人群
這樣的畫面
如日曆上的頁數快速閃動
令我心驚不已

28個年頭即將過去
一再重複的
只是我無止境的疑問
以及 Science for Girls, "14 Days"

http://www.scienceforgirls.net/listen.html

Just like a cigar

Love is just like a cigar,
I can live with it or live without it.
It's up to myself.

So many brands of cigar, how could I choose one brand and stick with it?
Whatever I choose, I always to unpack it and light it up eventually.
With breathing of it, life sometimes becomes clear, but sometimes blur.

Love is just like a cigar,
I can live with it or live without it.
It's up to whom?

20 cigarettes in one pack, how long will it take to finish?
One morning? One day? or One week?
Does my mood control everything? Or nothing controls me but myself?
I got to get a lighter and light another one up.

Love is just like a cigar,
Who can really live with it or without it?
It's up to a lighter?

Some can light a cigar quickly and finishes it in a second.
Some can do it just like a whole life time.
Some like myself could not figure out why there are so many flavors of it.

Fucking cigars. It pisses me off but also comforts my heart.