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作曲 : Tamara Hope |
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Set out just after supper, I felt stiff cold in my fingers for the first time this year. |
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Subtle every inhibition, subtle ever gently lifting to feel good again. |
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I don't know why on this day, half way to the bank and the news stand. |
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Don't know why in this way, absent minded feeling the leather of his hand, in my hand. |
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There's a new bar on the corner, all they left was faded letters of the old address. |
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Every day a shaken image, every day a mirrored surface of our love and darkness and happiness. |
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"What if we get married?" |
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I said it almost careless, as though it was nothing to me. |
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He laughed and coloured and nodded yes. |
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Then we turned across the park's expanse, open fields of last year's grass, |
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heading back with one question less, one less, one less, than we started out with. |
