Bowl of Oranges - Bright Eyes (明亮的眼睛)
The rain it started tapping on the window near my bed There was a loophole in my dreaming
So I got out of it And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open
Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been
So I dressed myself and left then out into the gray streets
But everything seemed different and completely new to me
The sky the trees houses buildings even my own body
And each person I encountered I couldn't wait to meet
I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health
I said"I am terribly sorry but there is nothing I can do for you
You can't do for yourself"
He said"Oh yes you can Just hold my hand I think that would help"
So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt
He said"I think I'm cured No in fact I'm sure
Thank you Stranger for your therapeutic smile"
So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself
It is best to compose a poem an honest verse of longing or simple song of hope
That is why I'm singing
Baby don't worry cause now I got your back And every time you feel like crying
I'm gonna try and make you laugh And if I can't if it just hurts too bad
Then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company
Through those days so long and black
And we'll keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve
Of Love's uneven remainders our lives are fractions of a whole
But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall
Then I think we would see the beauty
Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges
Like a story told by the fault lines and the soil
