Trash

聽黃耀明 X 林海峰拉闊音樂會那隻碟，聽到了中他們唱Suede的Trash，找了歌詞來看，很合現在的心情：

Maybe, maybe it’s the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it’s our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it’s our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it’s our looseness,

But we’e trash, you and me,
We’e the litter on the breeze,
We’e the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It’s in everything we do,
It’s in everything we do...

Maybe, maybe it’s the things we say,
The words we’e heard and the music we play,
Maybe it’s our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it’s the times we’e had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it’s our sweetness,

But we’e trash, you and me,
We’e the litter on the breeze,
We’e the lovers on the street,
Just trash, me and you,
It’s in everything we do,
It’s in everything we do...

聽著想哭，但知道自己不會哭得出來。

"Just trash, me and you,
It’s in everything we do,
It’s in everything we do..."

我想沉淪，但可會找到願陪我沉淪的人？