歌词
I must have left my house at eight
我一定得在八点离开家
Because I always do
因为我一直以来都如此
我的那班火车 我确定
My train I'm certain
因为过了候车时间 它便又径直开走了
Left the station just when it was due
我一定看过了早报
进了城
I must have read the morning papers
并且完成了社论
毫无疑问 我一定又皱着眉头
Going into town
我也一定布置好了桌子
在九点一刻左右
And having gotten through the editorials
有随信要读
No doubt I must have frowned
和成堆的论文等着我去签署
我一定得去吃午饭了
I must have made my desk
在十二点半左右
就在我该去的老地方
Around a quarter after nine
而且最重要的是
我知道这时肯定要下雨了
With letters to be read
这便是你到来前我的生活
我这时一定是点上了我的第二支烟
And heaps of papers waiting to be signed
在下午两点半的时候
而在同时
I must have gone to lunch
我甚至从未注意过我是那么忧郁
我必须继续着
At half past twelve or so
熬过当天所有的事务
The usual place the usual bunch
甚至在自己没有任何察觉时
一部分满怀憧憬的自己却已经不知不觉地隐去了
And still on top of this
六点钟时 我一定已经离开了
I'm pretty sure it must have rained
这从没有例外
从来都只是例行工作
The day before you came
自从我上完学后就一直如此
乘坐火车回家
I must have lit my second cigarette
然后 毫无疑问我又必须
读过了晚报
At half past two
是的 我确信我的生活
一直禁锢在这个纽带中
And at the time
这便是你到来前我的生活
I never even noticed I was blue
我一定是打开了前门
在晚上八点钟
I must have kept on
在街上走走停停
Dragging through the business of the day
买一些中餐回家吃
我确信我一定吃着晚餐
And without really knowing anything
随便看着电视上的节目
我确信 我从来没有错过
I hid a part of me away
《纸牌屋》的任何一集
我一定得去上床睡觉了
At six I must have left
在十点一刻左右
我真的很需要充足的大量睡眠
There's no exception to the rule
所以那时我喜欢躺在床上
我一定会读一会儿
A matter of routine
最新的玛格丽特·阿特伍德的书 (她的诗歌极具有感伤色彩)
或者那种风格的某些书
I've done it ever since I finished school
这是不是很可笑
但我没有任何目标 又或者是生活感
The train back home again
这就是你到来前我的生活
紧接着我关掉灯
Undoubtedly I must have read
我一定是打了个呵欠
The evening papers then
准备休息了
这时屋顶上传来嘎嘎声
Oh yes I'm sure my life was well
我此刻一定是听见雨声了
Within its usual frame
这就是你到来前我的生活
The day before you came
I must have opened my front door
At eight o'clock or so
And stopped along the way
To buy some chinese food to go
I'm sure I had my dinner
Watching something on tv
There's not a single episode of
House of cards that I have failed to see
I must have gone to bed
Around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep
And so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest margaret atwood book
Or something in that style
It's funny
But I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the light
I must have yawned and settled in
For yet another night
And rattling on the roof
I must have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came
专辑信息
14.Angel Eyes