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Rusty and Blue

	作曲 : Crosby, Pevar
	How can I sweep these words into a cluster
	Put 'em in a pile like feathers on your floor?
	Voyages and sea forests deep blue and rusty
	Sew 'em in a satchel 'n leave 'em at your door
	People's lives, people's whose lives
	They fascinate me
	All my life, all my life
	I've wanted to understand
	There's a man on the corner he's got the moon in his eyes
	He just comes here to visit and he wears a disguise
	And I wonder if he's looking for friends or for truth
	I think he's calling for some in that telephone booth
	And the smiling woman answers
	She defeats fear with her eyes
	She thinks life's fine so I think she's wise
	And my heart wants to give her a gift so grand
	That it will speak for me and tell her just where I stand
	And I stand on a pillar and it's melting like ice
	Of years that I've lived and some I've lived twice
	And I have all these feathers and leaves on my floor
	That I don't want just blowing around loose anymore
	And I feel a need to gather to rummage and fetch
	To shake out my life and give it a stretch
	To bring shells to the surface, give 'em to you
	Gifts from the sea floor rusty and blue
	Now these two lives hold my attention quite well
	You see lives almost never run parallel
	Like the boards in the flooring all deep grained and worn
	Fated and fitted long before we were born
	People's lives, people's whose lives
	They fascinate me
	All my life, all my life
	I've wanted to understand
	Understand

	zuò qǔ : Crosby, Pevar
	How can I sweep these words into a cluster
	Put ' em in a pile like feathers on your floor?
	Voyages and sea forests deep blue and rusty
	Sew ' em in a satchel ' n leave ' em at your door
	People' s lives, people' s whose lives
	They fascinate me
	All my life, all my life
	I' ve wanted to understand
	There' s a man on the corner he' s got the moon in his eyes
	He just comes here to visit and he wears a disguise
	And I wonder if he' s looking for friends or for truth
	I think he' s calling for some in that telephone booth
	And the smiling woman answers
	She defeats fear with her eyes
	She thinks life' s fine so I think she' s wise
	And my heart wants to give her a gift so grand
	That it will speak for me and tell her just where I stand
	And I stand on a pillar and it' s melting like ice
	Of years that I' ve lived and some I' ve lived twice
	And I have all these feathers and leaves on my floor
	That I don' t want just blowing around loose anymore
	And I feel a need to gather to rummage and fetch
	To shake out my life and give it a stretch
	To bring shells to the surface, give ' em to you
	Gifts from the sea floor rusty and blue
	Now these two lives hold my attention quite well
	You see lives almost never run parallel
	Like the boards in the flooring all deep grained and worn
	Fated and fitted long before we were born
	People' s lives, people' s whose lives
	They fascinate me
	All my life, all my life
	I' ve wanted to understand
	Understand