[00:00.00] 作词 : Lynn Hsu
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Kuo-yen Huang/Lynn Hsu
[00:14.01] we talk over the phone
[00:17.65] saying nothing is real
[00:21.06] you might lean on the door
[00:23.62] looking up to the sky
[00:27.09] all things left in the corners
[00:31.49] all the things make you wonder
[00:34.14] if it's time to be sure
[00:37.52] Time is short
[00:42.34] There are days
[00:42.73] when we look for another chance
[00:45.34] when curtain falls
[00:46.85] when the story ends
[00:49.17] why are we feeling stuck and torn
[00:55.90] There are days
[00:56.65] when we make up for certain facts
[00:59.19] when music stops
[01:00.81] when the fingers ache
[01:03.14] why are we being so obscure
[01:10.05] Honestly
[01:11.47] I would forge an entire answer
[01:17.00] Death is just a destiny
[01:23.02] How it penetrates our lives
[01:26.51] How it shows off its timelessness
[01:30.48] it’s ambiguous
[01:33.74] like a poem
[02:12.24] we talk over the phone
[02:16.11] nothing is real
[02:19.25] looking up to the sky
[02:26.65] things make you wonder
[02:32.34] if it's time to be sure
[02:35.81] Time is short
[02:40.52] Honestly
[02:41.85] You will forget
[02:45.35] these pains and aches
[02:47.54] bittered with the mellowness
[02:53.55] How we have been through our lives
[02:57.03] insecure
[02:58.50] full of paradoxes
[03:01.08] win trust
[03:02.34] throw awards
[03:04.12] all along
[03:14.82] it’s ambiguous
[03:17.91] like a poem

作词 : Lynn Hsu
作曲 : Kuo-yen Huang/Lynn Hsu
we talk over the phone
saying nothing is real
you might lean on the door
looking up to the sky
all things left in the corners
all the things make you wonder
if it's time to be sure
Time is short
There are days
when we look for another chance
when curtain falls
when the story ends
why are we feeling stuck and torn
There are days
when we make up for certain facts
when music stops
when the fingers ache
why are we being so obscure
Honestly
I would forge an entire answer
Death is just a destiny
How it penetrates our lives
How it shows off its timelessness
it’s ambiguous
like a poem
we talk over the phone
nothing is real
looking up to the sky
things make you wonder
if it's time to be sure
Time is short
Honestly
You will forget
these pains and aches
bittered with the mellowness
How we have been through our lives
insecure
full of paradoxes
win trust
throw awards
all along
it’s ambiguous
like a poem