Saturday, August 14, 2010
It has been a bad bad week for me :( But let's not harp on all the unhappiness. Let's listen to the song of the week first
Well, song's entitled Last Letter from Katharine McPhee's sophomore album. I really think this is a good album. It's contemporary yet it doesn't lose the early 00s pop flavour, Something which I like a lot, compare to the urban hip hop trash we're listening on the radios nowadays. Sigh, there're lots of music deficits out there :(
Last Letter
I have a few words in defense of my youth
my regrets would fill an ocean or two
I was young I didn’t know what I was stumbling into
I’ve had a lot on my mind and there were so many rules
Makes a girl crazy, makes her break a few
And there I go again
Acting like its my fault
When you’re to blame
It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
Its the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I'm glad you’re gone
I’ve got snapshots of things on my mind
Though I love the past we don’t leave it behind
But I learned and now I know
I don’t need you coming around
One thing I should probably say
I got over it all, and surrendered the pain
Thats the thing about mistakes
You never see them coming
Until its too late
It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
Its the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I'm glad
Sacrifice my happiness
Its not enough to know
I’m better off the way it is
It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
Its the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I’m glad
It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
It’s the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I’m glad you’re gone.
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I really think the song is a reflection of my feelings right now. Though in my case the context about a lover.
以前我老是很享受晚上外头下着雨而我舒舒服服窝在家中的感觉。因为冰冷的天气能很好的衬托出家的温暖。但现下却今非昔比。那种温馨的感觉似乎已经削弱了很多,可能已经消失了。现在当我在家儿外头下着大雨时。我就如同浸在雨中,冷得不停地哆嗦。人凉心更凉,廿一年的岁月,所记载的只有倾吐不完的千悲万愁
|Shi Hao| 9:31 PM|
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