A148

谁在等候
满脸的期待像一串问号
平行宇宙
谁在风中跑吹着肥皂泡
它们飞啊飞啊
在谁身后轻轻碎掉
留下一个圈
像太阳
多缥缈
幸福 总迟到
多 单薄
独自 煎熬

Why did we come to this place?
Splotches of snow, unpleasantly cold, stick to the face
Colored onions sprout above but we just keep pushing the pace, tread in our boots, pushing the pace
Ever since I could remember we've been chained to these skis, do as they please
Fly off a ramp and bloody our knees
Treat the wound but not the disease
But now we seek a cure
And in this stone of white rests a cozy little store
Give the gate a push, sneak inside a warm wooden cottage
Pick a bench, you don't need a number
Or be a member, have some honey and tea
Be sure to let it steep
When you taste the difference you will find a way to be free from the
Bouncers and judges, hypnotists, sensationalists
Playing silly games to keep us on track so we forget
Everybody ends up at the same final stop
Gotta get a handle on tuning your own clock

谁在等候
满脸的期待像一串问号
平行宇宙
谁在风中跑吹着肥皂泡
它们飞啊飞啊