Posted at 11:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
the yet unbroken place in my heart
(wo xin zhong shang wei beng huai de di fang)
written by: monster
lyrics by: ashin
I wake in an unfamiliar place, where camera lenses are weapons, where gossip is truth
my guitar leaves my shoulder, and poets have forsaken the frontier: we live in a massive film studio
the lucky child, having climbed to the top of the palace, must taste the costs of his success
this innocent child - does he change, as he grows up learning to play by the rules of the game?
rowdy billboard rankings, bustling awards ceremonies, as I try to keep up with their tempo, I find myself at a loss
when people's hearts become markets, when markets become battlefields, how many ideals do those battlefields send to burial grounds?
I think back on those ideals, those fragile hopes, and my strength walks a tightrope
greatness and falsehood, dust and glory: is it a thin line that separates them, or the thin light of dawn?
every lonely sunrise, I sing alone, quietly letting this melody resonate with my heart
even if there comes a day, where no one is here to sing with me, at least there is still an unbroken place in my heart
musicians chase record sales, reporters chase camera clicks, neither is better than the other
whether you're an empress or an emperor, a soldier or a general, when the tune ends and everyone scatters only desolation remains
you're expecting a rainbow, so you open the window, but all you see is hot camera flashes
anyway, that so-called rainbow is nothing but light - as long as your heart remains transparent, it can refract hope
every lonely sunrise, I sing alone, quietly letting this melody resonate with my heart
even if there comes a day, where no one is here to sing with me, at least there is still an unbroken place in my heart
you know, we are all the same: nameless, yet filled with unnamed desires, waiting our whole lives for one chance to shine
I'd rather be injured than succumb to sadness; I'll let my scars become as medals, piercing through my heart, so I'll never forget
(music break)
quietly letting this melody resound with my heart
at least in my heart, I am cheering myself on
every lonely sunrise, I sing alone, quietly letting this melody resonate with my heart
even if there comes a day, where no one is here to sing with me, at least there is still an unbroken place in my heart
like a child, this patch of land refuses to decay
keep singing, keep singing, keep singing, keep singing
Posted at 11:12 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Maybe I just wanted to see what the hype was all about, a little. Vox looks like Last.fm. Hee.
Posted at 02:55 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)