~谁在哪里干什么~

   
     
  

   

      
     Bird : Lady?
　　Lady : Yes Bird?
　　Bird : It's cold
　　Lady : I know
　　Lady : Bird... I cannot see a thing
　　Bird : It's all in your mind
　　Lady : I'm worried
　　Bird : No one will come to see us
　　Lady : Maybe they come but we just don't see them .What do you see?
　　Bird : I see what's outside
　　Lady : And what exactly is outside?
　　Bird : It's grown-ups
　　Lady : Well maybe if we scream they can hear us
　　Bird : Yeah, maybe we should try to scream
　　Lady : Ok, Bird
　　Lady & Bird : Heeeelp, Heeeelp .Can you hear us now ? Hello ! Help ! Hello it's me .Hey .Can you see .Can you see me. I'm here .Nana come and take us.Hello. Are you there Hello...
　　Lady : I don't think they can hear us
　　Bird : I can hear you lady
　　Bird : Do you want to come with me lady
　　Lady : Will you be nice to me Bird
　　Lady : You're always be nice to me because you're my friend
　　Bird : I try but sometimes I make mistakes
　　Lady : Nana says we all make mistakes
　　Bird : Maybe we should scream more
　　Lady : Yes, Bird let's scream more
　　Lady & Bird : Help ! Help us ! Come on ! Help Hello ! Help !Hello ! We're lost
　　Lady : I don't think they cannot see us
　　Bird : Nobody likes us
　　Lady : But they all seem so big
　　Bird : Maybe we should just jump
　　Lady : What if we fall from the bridge and then nobody can catch us
　　Bird : I don't know let's just see what happens
　　Lady : Okay
　　Bird : Come with me
　　Lady : Shall we do it together
　　Bird : Yeah
　　Lady & Bird : 1 2 3....Aaaaaaah
　　Bird : Lady?
　　Lady : Yes Bird
　　Bird : It's cold
　　Lady : I know
　　Lady : Bird...I cannot see a thing
　　Bird : It's all in your mind


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      Keren Ann 和 Bradi Johannsson 的合作，很少听起，这两天看来太放纵自己的旧嗜好了
      禧发信说我们最喜欢的那家CD店前些天关掉了，老板送给她几张CD，她留心帮我要了 “ Lady & Bird ” ，真是好宝贝儿。

      其实是一张关于死亡的专辑， Lady & bird 怎么样也算不上阴郁，但是从 See me Fall， Suicide is Painless 到只有一句歌词的 The Moring After ——那句歌词是 “ It's really hard to live for a long time " 到尾声的这支 La Ballade Of Lady & Bird ，无一不是说美丽安详的死亡。
      崇拜这样温良亲和的叙事手段，没有愁肠百结，没有撕心裂肺。好像是柔软的手指轻拂过头发，悄悄地说“我走了”
       却不会再回来。
       当年为它写评论时，记得很多人说听出死亡的快感、颓废的空虚，纯粹的童声后面是深渊一样的恐惧… 不知为什么我只能听出柔软。像童话，孩子的呓语，无意中说出的无忌直言。我们惊惧于其中的冷静和残酷，他们却举重若轻，浅浅的酒窝颠覆我们的愚蠢。


       换之过去，便愚蠢的认定是唱予我，之后在破碎的悠扬中不思归路
       这个夏日重温同样的声音，耳朵却属于别样的我
       温温暖暖，悠悠闲闲，懒懒洋洋。唱一束破碎婉转的午后阳光，转一轮无法回旋的岁月时长

       在温柔的绝望里，明白未来的意味——这感觉像面对一泓湖水，在迷离的幻觉中遐想纵身一跃的美妙，结果仍是轻笑着离开。。

       Suicide is painless , while death is hopeless .