Ideas Are Like Stars 歌词

	作词 : Carpenter
	(Mary Chapin Carpenter)
	Today Joseph is sitting alone, with occasional nods to the waitress
	She tops off his cup while she's snapping her gum, making her rounds on the lunch shift
	Counting out coins, he leaves them arranged, in neat lines and circles and arcs
	She just stares at the tip that spells out her name and ideas are like stars
	And yesterday pedaling down 4th Avenue, between the stalls and the bookshops
	The sepia tones of a lost afternoon cradled a curio storefront
	And inside the air was thick with the past, as the dust settled onto his heart
	And here for a moment is every place in the world and ideas are like stars
	They fall from the sky, they run round your head
	They litter your sleep as they beckon
	They'd teach you to fly without wires or thread
	They promise if only you'd let them
	For the language of longing never had words, so how did you speak from your heart
	Yet here is a box that swears it has heard that ideas are like stars
	Tonight Joseph stood out in the yard, as Debussy played from the kitchen
	Celestial companions 'til mornings first lark, shone overhead and he listened
	And who was that shadow there by the gate, who was that there standing guard
	It was only loneliness, and loneliness waits, and ideas are like stars
	Ideas are like stars

	zuo ci : Carpenter
	Mary Chapin Carpenter
	Today Joseph is sitting alone, with occasional nods to the waitress
	She tops off his cup while she' s snapping her gum, making her rounds on the lunch shift
	Counting out coins, he leaves them arranged, in neat lines and circles and arcs
	She just stares at the tip that spells out her name and ideas are like stars
	And yesterday pedaling down 4th Avenue, between the stalls and the bookshops
	The sepia tones of a lost afternoon cradled a curio storefront
	And inside the air was thick with the past, as the dust settled onto his heart
	And here for a moment is every place in the world and ideas are like stars
	They fall from the sky, they run round your head
	They litter your sleep as they beckon
	They' d teach you to fly without wires or thread
	They promise if only you' d let them
	For the language of longing never had words, so how did you speak from your heart
	Yet here is a box that swears it has heard that ideas are like stars
	Tonight Joseph stood out in the yard, as Debussy played from the kitchen
	Celestial companions ' til mornings first lark, shone overhead and he listened
	And who was that shadow there by the gate, who was that there standing guard
	It was only loneliness, and loneliness waits, and ideas are like stars
	Ideas are like stars

	zuò cí : Carpenter
	Mary Chapin Carpenter
	Today Joseph is sitting alone, with occasional nods to the waitress
	She tops off his cup while she' s snapping her gum, making her rounds on the lunch shift
	Counting out coins, he leaves them arranged, in neat lines and circles and arcs
	She just stares at the tip that spells out her name and ideas are like stars
	And yesterday pedaling down 4th Avenue, between the stalls and the bookshops
	The sepia tones of a lost afternoon cradled a curio storefront
	And inside the air was thick with the past, as the dust settled onto his heart
	And here for a moment is every place in the world and ideas are like stars
	They fall from the sky, they run round your head
	They litter your sleep as they beckon
	They' d teach you to fly without wires or thread
	They promise if only you' d let them
	For the language of longing never had words, so how did you speak from your heart
	Yet here is a box that swears it has heard that ideas are like stars
	Tonight Joseph stood out in the yard, as Debussy played from the kitchen
	Celestial companions ' til mornings first lark, shone overhead and he listened
	And who was that shadow there by the gate, who was that there standing guard
	It was only loneliness, and loneliness waits, and ideas are like stars
	Ideas are like stars

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