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all day he waits for dusk
eagerly anticipating sunset
the stars begin to shine bright
he luxuriates in their light
he marvels and wonders and ponders
till the sun begins once again to rise
then retreating into restless slumber
dreaming of night with stars up high
he wishes he could go nearer
tranverse space toward them
not realising what he desires
passes by while he retires

that day after the rain
she looked and me and asked
why things weren’t the same
didn’t i love her anymore
why didn’t she see it in my eyes
that deep feeling that i had before
that night i couldn’t sleep
knowing the truth i could not rest
within my soul down deep
i had never stopped loving her
she had simply stopped receiving
each beat […]

the little feather descended from the sky
brushing my face as it came from up high
in wonderment i glanced up above
and caught the shadow of the dove
holding the snow white down
i felt a breeze lift away my frown
and in that moment i felt as though
the air was mine to fly and flow

sixty feet beneath the earth
the notes echo along the steel walls
he plucks the steel strings
singing about his one and all
the crowd flows past
their path gilded by his tune
occasionally tossing change
each clink encouraging a note anew
when he emerges from below
the sun hangs low in the sky
and as he returns to his home
he feels vulnerable here up […]

会在谁的身边
是否能把梦想实现
把未来磨成愿望
成全我心里的挂念
明天面对着晨光
往着未来不惊慌