歌词
In New York Palace
From the 46th floor
I spied a dragonfly
The size of my fist
Like the one I’d drawn
Carefully as a child
Pinned high
In pride of place
On the classroom wall
But the lost boys
Of angry youth
Burnt down my school
Father caught the flames of Hell
Filed in his archive
I never saw logic behind
Collecting reasons why
Mother’s wearing old silk dresses
Hiding her pretty eyes
Always late to pick me up
From the moment she arrives
I look back to see that someone stole her time
The bell brings
A stranger
Memories divide
Ever-searching
Snapshots of our lives
When are we truly safe from ourselves
And the ones we hold too close
Oh how have I not lost
My innocence
Mother’s wearing old silk dresses
Hiding her pretty eyes
Always late to pick me up
From the moment she arrives
I look back to see that someone stole her time
As actors
On the wrong stage
With imperfect lines
My dragonfly beats its wings
In vain, so high
I hope I don’t lose my lines
Mother’s wearing old print dresses
Hides those pretty eyes
Always late to pick me up
From the moment she arrives
I look back to see that someone stole her time
Oh Mother wears old silk dresses
And hides those pretty eyes
Always late to pick me up
From the moment she arrives
I look back to see that someone stole her time
专辑信息
1.IOU
2.Arches
3.Roman Holiday
4.Dragonfly
5.Colin and Clem
6.House on a Hill
7.A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
8.O Solitude
9.Shelter
10.Long Time Gone