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    Another summer day
    Has come and gone away
    In Paris and Rome
    But I wanna go home

    May be surrounded by
    A million people I
    Still feel all alone
    Just wanna go home
    Oh I miss you, you know

    And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
    Each one a line or two
    "I'm fine baby, how are you?"
    Well, I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
    My words were cold and flat
    And you deserve more than that

    Another aeroplane
    Another sunny place
    I'm lucky I know
    But I wanna go home
    I got to go home

    Let me go home
    I'm just too far from where you are
    I wanna come home

    And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life
    It's like I just stepped outside
    When everything was going right
    And I know just why you could not
    Come along with me
    This was not your dream
    But you always believed in me

    Another winter day has come
    And gone away
    And even Paris and Rome
    And I wanna go home
    Let me go home

    And I'm surrounded by
    A million people I
    Still feel alone
    Let me go home
    Oh, I miss you, you know

    Let me go home
    I've had my run
    Baby, I'm done
    I gotta go home
    Let me go home
    It'll all be alright
    I'll be home tonight
    I'm coming back home

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    but where is the HOME,that is still a question

  • 0317

    2008-03-17

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    双食记说的是:

    爱情让人人都成为受害者

    收获不到爱情 余下的都是报应

    而我想:

    如果可以平淡 多好

  • Tag:

          阳光好的刺眼 ,人生第三杯咖啡,奇迹的没有倒下,这才知道,咖啡加奶泡原来如此好味。

          被一句话弄的无所适从,用所有的脑细胞去揣测绝境是为何,唯一的结论是,你只能独自留在这里,留在所有的记忆里面。不知如何是好的时候我总是会剥指甲,剥到流血,看到鲜红色的时候竟然有一些欣喜。

          等了很久的春天来了,过去说要在这个时候去动物园,迟迟没有举步,能不能不要让他成为遗憾,我等着,不走开,等着春天的动物园。可是心里却怀念起冬天时候的大雾,看不清比清晰来的更好,自欺欺人也总比赤裸裸的苦痛来的好过些。

          不敢了,不敢了,像是受了伤的动物,蜷缩着,呜咽着,好几个整天。丢了,丢了,自己又被那个好不容易找到的自己丢了。

          心像是系了铅石,重的不行,没有离地的力气,只能用意念去旅行,今天西藏,明天云南,逃亡去南方的更远方,多么俗不可耐的情节,只为了躲避自己无比脆弱的躯壳,一次次的伸手,一次次的无能为力。

     

  • 病的树

    2008-03-10

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    回忆像是刺青

    擦不掉 一用力碰触就疼

    他深入我的血管经脉

    变成一棵布满枝丫的树

    那些枝丫在我身上肆意缠绵 繁衍

    经过我的全身

    血液都被污染

    我终于失去了喘息的能力

    昏睡过去

    嘴里依然含着你送我的蝴蝶花