Song | Traveling Again (Traveling I) |
Artist | Dar Williams |
Album | The Honesty Room |
作词 : Williams | |
Have I got everything? Am I ready to go? | |
Is it going to be wild, is it gonna be the best time? | |
Or am I just saying so? Am I ready to go? | |
What do I hear when I say I hear the call of the road? | |
I think it started with driving, more speed, more deals, more sky, more wheels | |
More things to leave behind, now it's all in a day for the modern mind | |
And I am traveling again | |
Calling this a ghost town, and where is the heartland? | |
And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason, that I had to go | |
When all I know is I can never come back. | |
Traveling I made a friend, he had a trouble in his head | |
And all he could say's that he knew that the bottle | |
Drank the woman from his bed, from his bed | |
He said "I'm not gonna lose that way again." | |
But sober is just like driving, more joy, more dread, someone turns her head | |
And smiles and disappears | |
He's gotta take it like it is, and it goes too fast | |
And he is just like me, caught in-between, no sage advisor | |
Does weary mean wiser? | |
And someday will I sing the mountains that carried me away | |
From home and hometown boys like you? | |
Yeah, but what about us? Was it really that bad? | |
Oh it's hard to believe I want a highway roadstop | |
More than all the times we had, on little dirt roads | |
What am I reaching for that's better than a hand to hold? | |
It really was about driving, not fame, not wealth, | |
Not driving away from myself | |
It's just myself drove away from me | |
And now I gotta get it back and it goes so fast, so I am traveling again | |
Sitting at the all-nite, picking up a pen | |
And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason | |
That I had to go, when all I know is I am all alone again | |
And you are the ghost town, and I am the heartland | |
And I can say, oh, that's a very good reason | |
That I had to go, but now all I know is I can never come back | |
And I will never go back. |
zuò cí : Williams | |
Have I got everything? Am I ready to go? | |
Is it going to be wild, is it gonna be the best time? | |
Or am I just saying so? Am I ready to go? | |
What do I hear when I say I hear the call of the road? | |
I think it started with driving, more speed, more deals, more sky, more wheels | |
More things to leave behind, now it' s all in a day for the modern mind | |
And I am traveling again | |
Calling this a ghost town, and where is the heartland? | |
And I' m afraid, oh, was there any good reason, that I had to go | |
When all I know is I can never come back. | |
Traveling I made a friend, he had a trouble in his head | |
And all he could say' s that he knew that the bottle | |
Drank the woman from his bed, from his bed | |
He said " I' m not gonna lose that way again." | |
But sober is just like driving, more joy, more dread, someone turns her head | |
And smiles and disappears | |
He' s gotta take it like it is, and it goes too fast | |
And he is just like me, caught inbetween, no sage advisor | |
Does weary mean wiser? | |
And someday will I sing the mountains that carried me away | |
From home and hometown boys like you? | |
Yeah, but what about us? Was it really that bad? | |
Oh it' s hard to believe I want a highway roadstop | |
More than all the times we had, on little dirt roads | |
What am I reaching for that' s better than a hand to hold? | |
It really was about driving, not fame, not wealth, | |
Not driving away from myself | |
It' s just myself drove away from me | |
And now I gotta get it back and it goes so fast, so I am traveling again | |
Sitting at the allnite, picking up a pen | |
And I' m afraid, oh, was there any good reason | |
That I had to go, when all I know is I am all alone again | |
And you are the ghost town, and I am the heartland | |
And I can say, oh, that' s a very good reason | |
That I had to go, but now all I know is I can never come back | |
And I will never go back. |