家
I don’t know why, but this is one song that can always make me turn on my virtually non-existent water-tap whenever I’m in the… Sad mood.
煮一杯热咖啡
喝一些 固执的以为我们一直到最后才学会
哭泣时候谁安慰
而成长让人觉得累
却已没有办法后退啊咿啊~转眼之间已经长大
啊咿啊~梦与现实的落差
啊咿啊~我们还有什么剩下回家吧 声音沙哑
只是想找人说说话
所以呀 别让牵挂
变成一种孤单害怕我们一直到最后才学会
哭泣时候谁安慰
而成长让人觉得累
却已没有办法后退啊咿啊~转眼之间已经长大
啊咿啊~开始跟理想磨擦
啊咿啊~我们好笑的在挣扎雨在下家乡竹篱笆
南下的风轻轻刮
告别了繁华将行李卸下
我们回家~
You know how it’s like some people spend their entire lives moving on from one thing to the next, because they’re afraid that if they stay, they will still lose whatever they have and cherish anyways. So they make the decision long long ago to not to even start to grow on things, no matter how much they want things to grow on them. Or people, for that matter.
I think all nomads wander around just because… They really wanna go home.
And it saddens me incredibly, how tragic it is, that one is not supposed to hold on to the one thing that makes life in this world bearable and beautiful, that makes one want to be a better person and all… Simply because, simply because, it’s so much easier to hate than to love.
Sometimes you have to let go of what you can’t live without.
Why should I do that? Why should you do that? Why should WE expect anyone to do that?
When I think back on my own life, at this moment, I mock myself.
All along, I DO know what it is that I really, really, really want all along. But I know… And I’ve thought about it both rationally and emotionally, it’s simply something I can never have. Perhaps that explains why I live life so haphazardly. I do not see the… Big deal in it.
It sucks being a hopelessly stubborn soul and not being able to do anything about it… In fact, not WANTING to do anything about it if you could help it.
When I look at how far I’ve come, I can see a tragic irony.
Whenever I picture what I want that I’ll never have, and whenever I remember the smile that I’ll never erase, it breaks me.
I tell myself to be logical and rational, and to be above feelings and emotions… But it just breaks me. But I can’t be broken. I mean, I can be broken. But life goes on.
It’s like everything can be so damn perfect,
but they simply won’t be. Simply because, simply because, the world is just unfair. It’s just fair by being unfair to everyone.
Isn’t it such a big deal if you’ve found what billions of souls spend their entire lives searching for? Isn’t it such a big deal if the world is made perfect to you, life is rendered meaningful, you are at one with the harmony of the universe, you want to be better…? Why would anyone want to take this away?
Why would anyone BEAR to take this away?
And why is anyone giving up, without a fight???
Why am I supposed to swallow all these SHIT????????
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