| 作词 : Pop | |
| It was in the winter of my fiftieth year | |
| When it hit me, | |
| I was really alone | |
| And there wasn't a hell a lot of time left | |
| Every laugh and touch that | |
| I could get | |
| Became more important | |
| Strangely, | |
| I became more bookish | |
| And my home and study meant more to me | |
| As I considered the circumstances of my death | |
| I wanted to find a balance between joy and dignity | |
| On my way out | |
| Above all, | |
| I didn't want to take any more shit | |
| Not from anybody |
| zuo ci : Pop | |
| It was in the winter of my fiftieth year | |
| When it hit me, | |
| I was really alone | |
| And there wasn' t a hell a lot of time left | |
| Every laugh and touch that | |
| I could get | |
| Became more important | |
| Strangely, | |
| I became more bookish | |
| And my home and study meant more to me | |
| As I considered the circumstances of my death | |
| I wanted to find a balance between joy and dignity | |
| On my way out | |
| Above all, | |
| I didn' t want to take any more shit | |
| Not from anybody |
| zuò cí : Pop | |
| It was in the winter of my fiftieth year | |
| When it hit me, | |
| I was really alone | |
| And there wasn' t a hell a lot of time left | |
| Every laugh and touch that | |
| I could get | |
| Became more important | |
| Strangely, | |
| I became more bookish | |
| And my home and study meant more to me | |
| As I considered the circumstances of my death | |
| I wanted to find a balance between joy and dignity | |
| On my way out | |
| Above all, | |
| I didn' t want to take any more shit | |
| Not from anybody |
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