Song of 27

	作词 : Buckner
	Though, I may be miles away from her
	With years that pass without a word
	I've never seen a moon so high
	Her name hangs down from there, tonight
	So, put your little hand away
	I've seen such needy days before
	On nights like this, my hope returns
	Though, I may be miles away from her
	A locket just for good luck
	A pocket knife for long nights
	And a sleepy little dreamer
	With still, miles to go
	27, take me home
	And pour that last year down my throat
	The days will fade and the nights will burn
	Though, I may be miles away from her
	I see her in the doorway
	Staring a hole through it all
	The first of many fits
	And the last one was, man, the last one was
	So check your lock and close your eyes
	When you wake up, I'll be all right
	Never tell them where it hurts
	And keep your bullet, safe inside
	The wind has wept and the sky is slurred
	But we slept through the sunrise, too
	I'm dreaming still of who you were
	Though, I may be miles away from her

	zuò cí : Buckner
	Though, I may be miles away from her
	With years that pass without a word
	I' ve never seen a moon so high
	Her name hangs down from there, tonight
	So, put your little hand away
	I' ve seen such needy days before
	On nights like this, my hope returns
	Though, I may be miles away from her
	A locket just for good luck
	A pocket knife for long nights
	And a sleepy little dreamer
	With still, miles to go
	27, take me home
	And pour that last year down my throat
	The days will fade and the nights will burn
	Though, I may be miles away from her
	I see her in the doorway
	Staring a hole through it all
	The first of many fits
	And the last one was, man, the last one was
	So check your lock and close your eyes
	When you wake up, I' ll be all right
	Never tell them where it hurts
	And keep your bullet, safe inside
	The wind has wept and the sky is slurred
	But we slept through the sunrise, too
	I' m dreaming still of who you were
	Though, I may be miles away from her