雨下的令人感到心慌,卻又份外的有安全感。
我還是喜歡一個人靜靜的經過Starbucks點杯三份濃縮的榛果拿鐵,
在進入誠品的一樓雜誌區三樓的廁所地下室一樓的新書排行榜地下室二樓的影音區。
禮拜六那一天,走進星巴克看到新聞系的學姊其實很開心她知道我今天一樣要點的是三份濃縮的榛果拿鐵,
我印象中我們的話題是,她問我怎麼沒去吶喊一下,還問我喜不喜歡去那種享受音樂的地方,
我突如其然的提不起勁,我說我對春天吶喊其實沒什麼歸屬感,喀葯電趴只能搖頭不能點頭,Keep on rocking till heads stop nodding應該沒多少人記得,
感覺壞掉了,腐朽。我一次也沒去過,我打開晚間電視新聞,沒錯。幾男幾女,還有徹夜不歸的是警察。
應該開心,學姊提到的吶喊出發點是我們都不能沒有的音樂。
一樓雜誌區,聽到了現在on air的這首歌,耳邊響起的是很熟悉很熟悉的旋律,我到底有沒有聽過這首歌我也不記的了,
我壓根不曉得這首歌為什麼會讓我這麼有這份認同感,爵士?舒服。很難得在誠品賣場會聽到有歌詞的音樂…
二話不說的,我走向了櫃檯詢問,音樂拉近了彼此的陌生,還是那位小姐早就跟我培養了某些很了不起卻也神奇的默契。
我找到了這首歌。據說紅透半邊天,英國那邊。
地下室二樓影音區,偶然與你相遇還是等著我開書單接著把她帶回家,生日卡有八五折優待,一本又一本書本一片又一片影片,等著我把撲滿存滿。
挑了一本特價299的書,究竟是因為白石一文的一瞬の光還是cover上騙我原價是450,50% each。
我好愛Pinkie,於是出了門口,我就看到她了。
禮拜一的今天。下雨了,說到底,還是下雨了,打雷;嗯…閃電比較恐怖。
Artist: Jamie Cullum
Album: Catching Tales (2005)
Song: Photograph
Country: UK
Her name was written on a photograph
Right next to her red, sunburnt face
It all had happened in that long tall grass
About a mile from her old place
And I can't remember how it started and if it lasted that day in the sun
We said that we were going to study hard
We held our books instead of hands
She held a blanket over cans of beer
I can't deny I was so full of fear
It's just another story caught up in another photograph I found
And it seems like another person lived that life a great many years ago from now
When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time
When I look back on my ordinary ordinary, ordinary life
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time
And there's the first time that I tried that stuff
I think I look a little green
I remember throwing up behind a bush
And I found it hard to use my feet
And who's that easily led little boy who's really off his head
It was the same night that I kissed that girl
The tall one with the auburn hair
I remember laughing coz to kiss me
She had to sit down on a chair
She tasted like the schnapps she'd drunk
And the cigarette she'd stolen from her mum
And it's just another story caught up in another photograph I found
When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time
When I look back on my ordinary ordinary, ordinary life
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time
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