06. You Look as Though You’ve Seen a Ghost-鬼魅
I don’t wanna what?
I don’t wanna die, that’s what..
She said “You look as though you’ve seen a ghost” / I said “I think I hav
e, almost” / Looked in the river, and what did I see? / Shades of things that used to be / Comin’ down on me / And I don’t wanna…/ She said “We’re all dying here, we’re just doing it at different speeds my dear” She said “we’re all dying here /We’re just doing it at different speeds my dear” / We’re checking out of here / And I don’t wanna…
07. Be Alright-終將無恙
Life is short, and it’s hard to be passionate enough to live each day to the fullest. This is a love song. It’s a song about hope, too.
Live each day as if it were your last one, I’ve heard people say / And I agree with the sentiment, but how the hell do you keep up the intensity day after day? / Sometimes I feel inspired / Sometimes I just feel tired / Work to do and bills to pay, and sometimes time just slips away / Everything’s gonna be alright / Everything’s gonna be alright / Everything’s gonna be alright / If I knew I only had three days left, I’d lay them out like beads in the sun / And I would trade away two, if it meant that I could be with you for one / One would be enough for me, knowing that you felt the same / Hanging out with you at home / No one talking, just the sound of the rain falling / Everything’s gonna be alright / Everything’s gonna be alright / Everything’s gonna be alright
08. Oh, My Darling Boy-摯愛吾兒
A folk song in the Canadian East Coast tradition about a fisherman’s son. We all follow in our parents’ footsteps, no matter how much we may try to avoid it.
O’er the frigid waters of the North Atlantic and down around Africa’s horn / Your father was a seafaring man in the days long before you were born / His mariner’s eyes looked deep into yours / How he hated to leave you so / But your father was bound for the Arctic ice / With many a long mile to go / Oh, my boy / Oh, my darling boy / Your mother held you in her arms in her place by the kitchen door / Her husband was a seafaring man / Gone off to the sea once more When God turns his back, the sea laughs at men’s prayers and those widow walk vigils at home / Your father did never return, now he rests so many dark fathoms below / Oh, my boy Oh, my darling boy / Now you’ve grown to be nearly a man and you’re down at the docks more and more / I suspect you’ll soon sail as a cabin boy / As your father once did long before / And your mother won’t have you to kiss any more / As she waits by the kitchen door / The light of her candle / The first streaks of gray / And the waves crashing into the shore / Oh, my boy / Oh, my darling boy
Alone in the Philippines. Drunk all the time. Falling down.
Makes me very happy to think this is a song about dreams that have come true.
Mister Green 獨留菲律賓旅行，自由自在的喝酒，心情
Curtains blowin’ in the wind, and with you lately on my mind / I mix another rum and Coke to help me pass the time / Here in paradise / And this bed is the place where you should be lying Right here by my side / Wouldn’t it be nice to live our lives out here in the blue sky, sand and sea? / Ditch our jobs and the city lights / Set ourselves free / Count the stars at night / My sleep comes easy, knowing that you love me / And if I close my eyes / If I close my eyes / If I close my eyes / I can draw you nearer / Rooster crowing at five o’clock / As the sun climbs over the mountain top / I think of you and I can’t stop from wishing you were here / The wash of waves upon the shore / Awash in rum I miss you more with every Tanduay I pour, and I’m falling down again / Here in paradise / The breeze in the palms gets them swaying and sighing / And if I close my eyes / If I close my eyes / If I close my eyes / I can almost feel you
10. It’s a Sin to Want Too Much-祈望無罪
A folk song about people who don’t exist, but exist everywhere. A woman trapped in a bad relationship stays because of her misplaced religious convictions. Happens every day…
Her cell phone sings a sad, sad song / With the battery running down it cries, “I’m dying” / Even when there’s no one to hear / “How did she ever get to here?” she wonders / As his headlights split the gloom under a sliver moon / The windowpanes are open and the night comes rushing in / “Where you been?” she never asks him / ‘Cause she’s afraid that it’s a sin / She’s afraid that it’s a sin to know too much / Is it ever wise to trust? / Later on, the bed burns red behind their heads / Her aura wraps around them like a blanket, like a fire / As her restless dreams conspire to rob her of the day / She pushes them away / And again that song comes crying up the stairs, like a plea from the dying / “Go, go on”, she says / “You won’t be missed much when you’re gone, not for all my cryin’” / “Go, go on” she says / “You won’t be missed much when you’re gone, not for all your lyin’” / She pulls the bedclothes closer ‘round her to keep the chill away / It’s getting harder every day carrying the weight of words she’ll never say / And this must be the downside of her life, she thinks to herself, and wonders / Did she sleep through half the ride? / Did she keep the things that mattered inside? “Go, go on,” she says / “You won’t be missed much when you’re gone, not for all my cryin’” / “Go, go on,” she says / “You won’t be missed much when you’re gone, not for all your lyin’” / And when that 3 a.m. southbound passes, rattling the walls / She hears him breathing there beside her / She sees his chest rise and fall / And that train’s just like her lifetime passing her by, in the blink of a sleepless eye
. Angels (Taiwan version) -天使(臺灣版)
About coming full circle. Seven years in my adopted home country. Taiwan is as much my home now as Canada is.
Sitting by the highway side / I’m trying to flag a ride / When the trucks blow by, they drive the dirt into my skin / I’m baked by sun, I’m blown by wind / Another day begins / Another day on the road begins / I’ve got no worries, I’ve got no cares / I’ve got my thumb stuck in the air / I’ve got my thumb stuck in the air / It smells of pine, I’m feeling fine / I’m moving on down the line I’m moving on down the line / There are angels all around us / And I meet them every day as they speed me on my way / This land is beautiful / I swear sometimes it almost hurts my eyes It never fails to blow my mind / Makes me wonder what I’ll find when I round that next bend in the road, my faithful friend / There are angels all around us / And I meet them every day as they speed me on my way / A rolling stone don’t gather moss / Rock and roll will never die Hey hey, my my / The night sky is full of stars / Bend guitar strings like prison bars so I can fly away / There are angels all around us / And I meet them every day as they speed me on my way / I’m just a traveler now / Far from my homeland, in a place I love so well /臺灣，這首歌給妳，美麗與自由 / There are angels all around us / And I meet them every day as they speed me on my way / There are angels watching over us