we are rush, we are emptiness

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you were walking in when I was walking out,
you are hoping the food could make you full,
i am saving the money to achieve the feeling blue
shadows are chasing round and round
head off, there are no kind
ghosts are rushing in the town

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火車捐山窿

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記得小時候, 好怕座火車,
回鄉的路長, 一座一天半夜的路程,
硬硬的木椅, 半疊的人群, 濃濃的生口味道,
黑黑的車廂, 確實不太好受。

當時國內物資不豐, 回鄉的人都會大擔大擔的把食物衣服運回去,
我家爸媽也不例外, 身體不好的媽媽,
往往會因疲勞過度或暈車浪而嘔吐大作,
所以我當時真的很怕很怕。



火車捐過山窿,
沒見過綠油油的夢,
記起的都令人疲倦,
豪華的軟座,
我記憶中恐怕沒見過。

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