Song | School Night |
Artist | Ani DiFranco |
Album | Revelling/Reckoning |
作词 : DiFranco | |
She went over to his apartment | |
Clutching her decision | |
And he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye? | |
So she built a skyscraper of procrastination | |
And then she leaned out the twenty-fifth floor window | |
Of her reply | |
And she felt like an actress | |
Just reading her lines | |
When she finally said | |
Yes. it's really goodbye this time | |
And far below was the blacktop | |
And the tiny toy cars | |
And it all fell so fast | |
And it all fell so far | |
And she said: | |
You are a miracle but that is not all | |
You are also a stiff drink and i am on call | |
You are a party and i am a school night | |
And i'm lookin' for my door key | |
But you are my porch light | |
And you'll never know, dear | |
Just how much i loved you | |
You'll probably think this was | |
Just my big excuse | |
But i stand committed | |
To a love that came before you | |
And the fact that i adore you | |
Is but one of my truths | |
What of the mother | |
Whose house is in flames | |
And both of her children | |
Are in their beds crying | |
And she loves them both | |
With the whole of her heart | |
But she knows she can only | |
Carry one at a time? | |
She's choking on the smoke | |
Of unthinkable choices | |
She is haunted by the voices | |
Of so many desires | |
She's bent over from the business | |
Of begging forgiveness | |
While frantically running around | |
Putting out fires | |
But then what kind of scale | |
Compares the weight of two beauties | |
The gravity of duties | |
Or the ground speed of joy? | |
Tell me what kind of gauge | |
Can quantify elation? | |
What kind of equation | |
Could i possibly employ? | |
And you'll never know, dear | |
Just how much i loved you | |
You probably think this was | |
Just my big excuse | |
But i stand committed | |
To a love that came before you | |
And the fact that i adore you | |
Is just one of my truths | |
So i | |
I'm goin' home | |
To please the one i so love pleasing | |
And i don't expect | |
He'll have much sympathy for my grieving | |
But i guess that this is the price | |
That we pay for the privilege | |
Of living for even a day | |
In a world with so many things | |
Worth believing | |
In | |
Clarinet, saxophone ?hans | |
Trumpet ?shane | |
Electric and acoustic baritone guitars, singing ?ani |
zuò cí : DiFranco | |
She went over to his apartment | |
Clutching her decision | |
And he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye? | |
So she built a skyscraper of procrastination | |
And then she leaned out the twentyfifth floor window | |
Of her reply | |
And she felt like an actress | |
Just reading her lines | |
When she finally said | |
Yes. it' s really goodbye this time | |
And far below was the blacktop | |
And the tiny toy cars | |
And it all fell so fast | |
And it all fell so far | |
And she said: | |
You are a miracle but that is not all | |
You are also a stiff drink and i am on call | |
You are a party and i am a school night | |
And i' m lookin' for my door key | |
But you are my porch light | |
And you' ll never know, dear | |
Just how much i loved you | |
You' ll probably think this was | |
Just my big excuse | |
But i stand committed | |
To a love that came before you | |
And the fact that i adore you | |
Is but one of my truths | |
What of the mother | |
Whose house is in flames | |
And both of her children | |
Are in their beds crying | |
And she loves them both | |
With the whole of her heart | |
But she knows she can only | |
Carry one at a time? | |
She' s choking on the smoke | |
Of unthinkable choices | |
She is haunted by the voices | |
Of so many desires | |
She' s bent over from the business | |
Of begging forgiveness | |
While frantically running around | |
Putting out fires | |
But then what kind of scale | |
Compares the weight of two beauties | |
The gravity of duties | |
Or the ground speed of joy? | |
Tell me what kind of gauge | |
Can quantify elation? | |
What kind of equation | |
Could i possibly employ? | |
And you' ll never know, dear | |
Just how much i loved you | |
You probably think this was | |
Just my big excuse | |
But i stand committed | |
To a love that came before you | |
And the fact that i adore you | |
Is just one of my truths | |
So i | |
I' m goin' home | |
To please the one i so love pleasing | |
And i don' t expect | |
He' ll have much sympathy for my grieving | |
But i guess that this is the price | |
That we pay for the privilege | |
Of living for even a day | |
In a world with so many things | |
Worth believing | |
In | |
Clarinet, saxophone ? hans | |
Trumpet ? shane | |
Electric and acoustic baritone guitars, singing ? ani |