作词：金閣之鑰
作曲：金閣之鑰
演唱：AI
Wind brushes plane trees steady rain falls down
Empty streets a car passes now and then
Headlights pierce the fog carrying unknown fascination
Puddles mirror streetlights and faint stars
City neon weaves tonight's painted scene
Black leather shoes stir muddy puddles shallow
Wiping all the light and shadows clean
Riveted steel spans rise two arcs of iron
Resonant wood planks click beneath his stride
He walks alone toward the unlit distance
Curtain of the night draws slow
Damp mist hangs along the Huangpu shore
Green leaves scent the wind soft and pure
Curtain of the night unfolds more
A pale golden glow begins to rise
Across the river on Pudong's distant skies
Damp trench coat holds the scent of old tobacco
Alcohol fades slow on the river breeze
He shakes his coat slumps down on the bench leaning low
Left hand reaches in pulls out a cigarette case
Lips take one strike the flame watch it grow
Dawn light breaks the dark from the horizon line
A long horn call sounds the night's final bow
A ship sails closer wrapped in golden shine
Falling leaves drift down dusted with morning dew
A seagull cuts across the river's golden hue
Chapter of the day is about to start
His tiredness shows slow in the morning light
Weariness still lingers in the corners of his eyes
Lips tremble slightly deep breath in
Then exhales all the sorrow he's been keeping within
Prelude of the dawn is playing now
His gaze drifts slow toward the tide of light
First ray of sun falls on the side of his face
Pale skin holds a soul that won't fade away
Damp hair slides down across his brow
Sticks to the corner of his eye soft and slow
His cold frame is washed over by the morning glow
So much helplessness in this life
Not in the dawn
Nor in the sunset light
Only hidden in your fist clenched tight
That faint hope you mistake for reachable future's sight
What's the cruelest truth of life you ask
Happiness is rain stains drying fast beneath the eaves
Possession is waves that vanish on the river's wake
The sharpest pain is waking to find it all unreal
You count the hours clutching faint light that you feel
Win every light and fire the city can reveal
Still clutching what you can't keep you fall into the deep
What's the crueler lie—
the light you beg for
or the dark you call hope
or the dark you call hope
