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词 Lyrics：年轮之间\白桃汽水
曲 Composed：年轮之间\晚风慢慢
【未经著作权人许可不得翻唱翻录或使用】
Blueprints for a house on the kitchen shelf,
A stack of paint chips that we kept ourselves,
The plans in my chest are a paper mound,
And the promise is a door that makes no sound.
We drew a picture of a two-door home,
You penciled a garden where roses roam,
We sketched a garage with a long concrete drive,
The foundation never came alive.
The date came closer, the lumber stayed dry,
You folded the paper and said we'll try,
The hammer sat silent beside the door,
The future we framed is not ours anymore.
Blueprints for a house on the kitchen shelf,
A stack of paint chips that we kept ourselves,
Every inch we planned is a stone on my chest,
And the home we designed is a weight that won't rest.
Blueprints for a house on the kitchen shelf,
A stack of paint chips that we kept ourselves,
The plans in my chest are a paper mound,
And the promise is a door that makes no sound.
The date came closer, the lumber stayed dry,
You folded the paper and said we'll try,
The hammer sat silent beside the door,
The future we framed is not ours anymore.
Blueprints for a house on the kitchen shelf,
A stack of paint chips that we kept ourselves,
Every inch we planned is a stone on my chest,
And the home we designed is a weight that won't rest.
Blueprints for a house on the kitchen shelf,
A stack of paint chips that we kept ourselves,
The plans in my chest are a paper mound,
And the promise is a door that makes no sound.
