``Chanson De Toile``
             ``布鲁斯``舞厅``深夜街边轻柔的吉他弹唱``
  
``点起手里最后一支烟``希望可以把心里祈望燃烧``

`放起靡靡音乐``飘逸暧昧的音符``耳朵疼痛``
              
  ``是音乐灼热并且颤抖``却并不吵乱``
   
    ``望敲响沉睡千年的寂寞``燃烧万年的沧桑``
                                 
                               这一切``看起来``似乎很是安静``

  他说他放弃了追求``安静着死去``

  他也许不会放弃追求``但无聊着死去

  晦涩的想起``祈祷洗礼着笑着``

  她带着奔跑的忧伤``和原地旋转的复杂幸福``

  互相的契机``在那段四泯灭后``愈加璀璨``

  我们可以没有爱情``因为我们在一起``

  想掐指流年``暗把相思偷换``

  终于有一天我们``再看到阳光``

  我望见远处来了个人``在我的面前``带走了``那些本是我的人``
  我没有阻止``我知道``他们会再回来的`

  隐忍的疼痛揣紧心脏``让深邃的轮廓漂浮着默然的脸``
 蕴涵着我大多数不曾苍老的情感和奄奄一息的梦``来维持自己脆弱的纯净`
     
  没有故事`也`再无事故`到底还是落了俗套`但毕竟也没有虚度`
  
                   花　有几束　她再　换礼服　
                   歌　要结束　今晚　要继续


这世间``人和人都寂寞``谁见谁都哭``
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                                                            


           


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