歌曲 | Song For Molly |
歌手 | Lucy Kaplansky |
专辑 | Every Single Day |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Kaplansky, Litvin |
[00:12.40] | Molly's sitting on her bed |
[00:15.59] | It's Sunday afternoon |
[00:18.79] | Radio's playing outside |
[00:21.27] | TV bleeds from the next room |
[00:24.25] | Antiseptic in the air |
[00:26.90] | Nurses laughing down the hall |
[00:29.88] | Crooked feet in crooked shoes |
[00:33.10] | Her wooden cane against the wall |
[00:36.14] | It's Sunday but her Sunday clothes |
[00:39.14] | Are packed away somewhere |
[00:41.79] | She doesn't need them anymore |
[00:44.82] | Nothing to look her best for |
[00:54.19] | I'm thirteen, I'm with with my mother |
[00:57.37] | She doesn't know my name |
[00:59.86] | I remind her I'm Lucy |
[01:03.19] | But she looks at me the same |
[01:05.38] | Like I'm a stranger she should remember |
[01:09.80] | From a place she can't return |
[01:12.19] | We've only just walked in |
[01:14.97] | She says we've stayed too long |
[01:17.97] | Too proud to be remembered |
[01:20.94] | As a mother without a home |
[01:31.87] | Oh, it's time to go |
[01:37.86] | Oh, it's time to go |
[01:45.62] | It's a dirty trick this growing old |
[01:59.83] | We walk the halls anyway |
[02:02.92] | My mother holds her arm |
[02:05.98] | She's pleading with us to leave |
[02:08.62] | So we walk her to her room |
[02:11.36] | And we drive through the old neighborhood |
[02:14.42] | The grand homes of the South Side |
[02:17.34] | So many are abandoned now |
[02:20.70] | So many lifetimes locked inside |
[02:23.28] | And at the dinner table |
[02:25.79] | It's my parents and me |
[02:29.28] | I sneak looks at the two of them |
[02:32.40] | To see what they need from me |
[02:36.56] | And later she calls me over |
[02:39.82] | Where she sits alone |
[02:42.57] | She's polishing a silver ring |
[02:45.60] | I've never seen before |
[02:50.13] | She says this was Molly's |
[02:53.47] | It was her mother's ring |
[02:56.58] | I'm keeping it for you |
[02:59.67] | As she kept it for me |
[03:10.28] | Oh, it's time to go |
[03:16.38] | Oh, it's time to go |
[03:24.30] | It's a dirty trick this growing old |
[03:38.26] | I'm told Molly was so proud to have |
[03:41.68] | Another baby girl |
[03:44.61] | Her only granddaughter |
[03:47.86] | But I don't remember |
[03:51.92] | This is what I remember |
[03:58.54] | This is what I remember |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Kaplansky, Litvin |
[00:12.40] | Molly' s sitting on her bed |
[00:15.59] | It' s Sunday afternoon |
[00:18.79] | Radio' s playing outside |
[00:21.27] | TV bleeds from the next room |
[00:24.25] | Antiseptic in the air |
[00:26.90] | Nurses laughing down the hall |
[00:29.88] | Crooked feet in crooked shoes |
[00:33.10] | Her wooden cane against the wall |
[00:36.14] | It' s Sunday but her Sunday clothes |
[00:39.14] | Are packed away somewhere |
[00:41.79] | She doesn' t need them anymore |
[00:44.82] | Nothing to look her best for |
[00:54.19] | I' m thirteen, I' m with with my mother |
[00:57.37] | She doesn' t know my name |
[00:59.86] | I remind her I' m Lucy |
[01:03.19] | But she looks at me the same |
[01:05.38] | Like I' m a stranger she should remember |
[01:09.80] | From a place she can' t return |
[01:12.19] | We' ve only just walked in |
[01:14.97] | She says we' ve stayed too long |
[01:17.97] | Too proud to be remembered |
[01:20.94] | As a mother without a home |
[01:31.87] | Oh, it' s time to go |
[01:37.86] | Oh, it' s time to go |
[01:45.62] | It' s a dirty trick this growing old |
[01:59.83] | We walk the halls anyway |
[02:02.92] | My mother holds her arm |
[02:05.98] | She' s pleading with us to leave |
[02:08.62] | So we walk her to her room |
[02:11.36] | And we drive through the old neighborhood |
[02:14.42] | The grand homes of the South Side |
[02:17.34] | So many are abandoned now |
[02:20.70] | So many lifetimes locked inside |
[02:23.28] | And at the dinner table |
[02:25.79] | It' s my parents and me |
[02:29.28] | I sneak looks at the two of them |
[02:32.40] | To see what they need from me |
[02:36.56] | And later she calls me over |
[02:39.82] | Where she sits alone |
[02:42.57] | She' s polishing a silver ring |
[02:45.60] | I' ve never seen before |
[02:50.13] | She says this was Molly' s |
[02:53.47] | It was her mother' s ring |
[02:56.58] | I' m keeping it for you |
[02:59.67] | As she kept it for me |
[03:10.28] | Oh, it' s time to go |
[03:16.38] | Oh, it' s time to go |
[03:24.30] | It' s a dirty trick this growing old |
[03:38.26] | I' m told Molly was so proud to have |
[03:41.68] | Another baby girl |
[03:44.61] | Her only granddaughter |
[03:47.86] | But I don' t remember |
[03:51.92] | This is what I remember |
[03:58.54] | This is what I remember |