茜さす 帰路照らされど...

在官网听到"17"的片断,近几天需要的氛围。由于发音局限总是听不清关键,但找歌词总算不至于太麻烦。

Now I'm seventeen
my school is in the country
Students wear trainers
read the same magazines
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Now I'm seventeen
my school is getting tiresome
Teachers - they're so young
singling me out
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Only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what I call my own time
Nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home
talking 'bout soaps'n' that
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I go home alone
like it watching the nameless people
surfing subways,travelling somewhere
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"...Nowhere..."
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Now I'm seventeen
I do not have a title
depend on no one else
busy being kind (to myself)
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I go home alone
and have dinner in my sweet home
praying again,again & again
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"...Peace..."
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I see the same faces in school & they say that I am different
I think it's an honour
I say it's an honour to B different
I can't go their way
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Now I'm seventeen
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"...Seventeen..."

年初的目录是旧作部分段落的合集；原来那句简单却轻快而萧条的I go home alone出自此篇。
看起来像是早期素描。然后想象她的高中生活。从前只是很记念她为校演文字工作的潇洒,--忽略枯燥的formal。
而且决定继续只纪念这些。以偏概全是唯一所能。此刻就很想借她的全部吹起一个居所-终于是不爱繁复的,即便很多时候是安全所在,无论虚实。

上半年让Sicily帮忙留意碟市,目标令其魂不附体。大概就是感叹此人好不容易改正归邪居然又入了另一空门。
其实都一样是辩护律师。一前一后有偏差,应该是并行不悖,哪怕只是对照。

晴空很快又呈现了将雨的神色。一种让人感念外物,一种让人自视内在--如此而已。