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词 Lyrics:青禾寻阳\月亮打烊
曲 Composed:青禾寻阳\温如初
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I turn the pillow over for the hundredth time tonight
I trace the little folds where the cotton used to be white
The room is full of silence but it's not the peaceful kind
It's made of all the sentences I twisted in my mind
I keep a list in my head of the times I went quiet
The last word I swallowed was the start of a riot
The hours pile up like stories that I never found
And every ticking second makes a louder sound
The ceiling fan is spinning slow above my head
The bed is getting cold but I stay in it instead
All the words I never spoke are heavy in the air
I'm counting all the hours, not a single one to spare
The ceiling fan is spinning slow above my head
The bed is getting cold but I stay in it instead
The silence is a mirror making me face my mistakes
And every wasted minute bends but never breaks
I keep a list in my head of the times I went quiet
The last word I swallowed was the start of a riot
The hours pile up like stories that I never found
And every ticking second makes a louder sound
The ceiling fan is spinning slow above my head
The bed is getting cold but I stay in it instead
All the words I never spoke are heavy in the air
I'm counting all the hours, not a single one to spare
The ceiling fan is spinning slow above my head
The bed is getting cold but I stay in it instead
The silence is a mirror making me face my mistakes
And every wasted minute bends but never breaks