[00:00.00] 作词 : Gibbard, Harmer, Walla
[00:00.47]There's a saltwater film
[00:03.03]on the jar of your ashes
[00:05.72]I threw them to sea
[00:08.41]but a gust blew them backwards
[00:10.91]and the sting in my eyes
[00:14.65]which you then inflicted
[00:15.97]was par for the course
[00:17.91]just as when you were living
[00:21.16]It's no stretch to say
[00:23.41]you were not quite a father
[00:25.97]but a donor of seeds
[00:28.59]to a poor single mother
[00:30.97]that would raise us alone
[00:34.18]we never saw the money
[00:35.80]that went down your throat
[00:37.93]through the hole in your belly
[00:42.44]
[01:01.85]Thirteen years old
[01:03.11]in the suburbs of Denver
[01:05.48]standing in line
[01:10.10]for Thanksgiving dinner
[01:11.04]at the Catholic church
[01:12.29]the servers wore crosses
[01:16.04]to shield from the sufferance
[01:18.42]plaguing the others
[01:22.17]Styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables
[01:24.60]charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
[01:29.41]and I'm thinking of you
[01:35.22]I do every year
[01:40.54]When we count all our blessings
[01:42.42]And wonder what we're doing here.
[01:56.70]
[03:34.14]You're a disgrace
[03:34.76]to the concept of family
[03:35.63]the priest won't divulge
[03:36.58]that fact in his homily
[03:38.57]and I'll stand up and scream
[03:39.64]if the mourning remain quiet
[03:40.58]you can deck out a lie
[03:43.38]in a suit but I won't buy it
[03:45.76]I won't join in the procession
[03:48.20]that's speaking their peace
[03:50.38]using five-dollar words
[03:51.82]while praising his integrity
[03:56.15]and just 'cause he's gone
[03:57.96]it doesn't change the fact
[04:00.34]he was a bastard in life
[04:02.96]thus a bastard in death