2008年05月24日
雨過天青
一夜暴雨過後，又是一際冉冉青空。即便空氣的觸覺裡仍殘存焦躁濕意，週末姣好的晨光，讓人舒坦許多。這一陣子，想必許多人都累壞了，每天大量牽動心緒的新聞影像，不斷轟炸，不知讓人流了幾回淚。但每每正是在如許濫情的時刻，你會想起日常軌道的美好，以及一些情緒該怎樣嚴肅才能更長久地延續下去。如果這些都可能變成一種浮泛消費的危險，那麼更該有意識地去抗拒，使之深沈。
於是這幾天只是在各式各樣不好的消息裡——來自遙遠人們，也來自身邊朋友的——載浮載沈，並不想奮力變得積極陽光，只是沈浸在哀傷的波動裡，與之共處。低沈的情感宛若妳所穿的那一襲黑色長裙，低調含蓄，卻遮掩不住洶湧的情緒與執拗的堅韌，默默努力地去消化、轉化。
都說如何生活、如何過著每一天，貌似平凡，才是最大挑戰。而不論你用什麼樣高低的角度去解釋，走得自在，能給人力量，就是對的吧？！
靜靜坐在晨光裡，夜貓如我許久不曾這般微光沐浴，卻因為一股貪戀的心情、一杯香氣繚繞的焦糖咖啡，異常清醒。略略擺脫一種失語狀態……。
好好享受一會兒週末的清閒吧，略事休息，還有好長一段路、好大一片荒蕪，等著我們呢……。
※Jane Birkin, Home, in "Fictions", 2006. （土豆）
關於這張專輯的介紹，請見粉紅機器人。感謝他的推薦，清閒的早晨裡伴著一絲不安的慧黠。
Another round of interviews
Another pointless party
I really should be getting home
They say that's where heart is
The taxi driver ask me
Where I'd like to go
And suddenly I'm unsure
Suddenly I just don't know
Where do I call home
It's where the heart is
Yes, I've had a good life
But still I can't help wondering
If I'd gone a different road
What would have become of me
In another universe
Am I still living there
A bored suburban house-wife
Slowly tearing out her hair
Who can't escape her home
It's where the heart is
A certain taste of liquorice
The sound of jackdaws in the trees
The smell of silver polish
Waking dormant memories
Why now after all this time
Is it flooding back to me
No one said,"come back to me
Back where you belong
It's time that you came home"
It's where the heart is
Skipping ropes and pipe-smoke
Church bells on a Sunday
Marmalade on cold toast
Endless summer holidays
The hay-rides in the trailer
The mad dash for the sea
The bitter taste of failure
The Thrill of victory
I never will be home
於是這幾天只是在各式各樣不好的消息裡——來自遙遠人們，也來自身邊朋友的——載浮載沈，並不想奮力變得積極陽光，只是沈浸在哀傷的波動裡，與之共處。低沈的情感宛若妳所穿的那一襲黑色長裙，低調含蓄，卻遮掩不住洶湧的情緒與執拗的堅韌，默默努力地去消化、轉化。
都說如何生活、如何過著每一天，貌似平凡，才是最大挑戰。而不論你用什麼樣高低的角度去解釋，走得自在，能給人力量，就是對的吧？！
靜靜坐在晨光裡，夜貓如我許久不曾這般微光沐浴，卻因為一股貪戀的心情、一杯香氣繚繞的焦糖咖啡，異常清醒。略略擺脫一種失語狀態……。
好好享受一會兒週末的清閒吧，略事休息，還有好長一段路、好大一片荒蕪，等著我們呢……。
※Jane Birkin, Home, in "Fictions", 2006. （土豆）
關於這張專輯的介紹，請見粉紅機器人。感謝他的推薦，清閒的早晨裡伴著一絲不安的慧黠。
Another round of interviews
Another pointless party
I really should be getting home
They say that's where heart is
The taxi driver ask me
Where I'd like to go
And suddenly I'm unsure
Suddenly I just don't know
Where do I call home
It's where the heart is
Yes, I've had a good life
But still I can't help wondering
If I'd gone a different road
What would have become of me
In another universe
Am I still living there
A bored suburban house-wife
Slowly tearing out her hair
Who can't escape her home
It's where the heart is
A certain taste of liquorice
The sound of jackdaws in the trees
The smell of silver polish
Waking dormant memories
Why now after all this time
Is it flooding back to me
No one said,"come back to me
Back where you belong
It's time that you came home"
It's where the heart is
Skipping ropes and pipe-smoke
Church bells on a Sunday
Marmalade on cold toast
Endless summer holidays
The hay-rides in the trailer
The mad dash for the sea
The bitter taste of failure
The Thrill of victory
I never will be home
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