[00:00.000] 作词 : La Dispute
[00:01.000] 作曲 : La Dispute
[00:22.975]Past midnight, you're peeking
[00:24.760]Your neighbor's open window shades
[00:26.771]Saw a man crouched on the hardwood
[00:28.591]On his knees and elbows splayed
[00:30.370]Like an offering, an altar call reordering
[00:33.117]The story of our origin
[00:34.817]Some primal thing, an elemental shame
[00:38.037]There's a light on in the darkness
[00:39.862]To an unfurnished apartment
[00:41.638]And a mattress on the ground
[00:43.371]There's a woman standing upright
[00:45.144]Like some archangel alighting
[00:46.890]In the nighttime, and before her
[00:48.607]There's a man with hands and ankles bound
[00:54.781]And we don't need the sound to know the plot of the film
[00:57.946]Angles switching in between her and him
[01:00.567]Captions bracketed, the language of skin
[01:16.847]Cut to a room past midnight
[01:18.868]Frame the camera on two lovers' conversation
[01:21.404]Where they promised to be open
[01:23.171]And be honest with themselves
[01:24.779]About their bodies' inclinations
[01:26.669]And the systems that replace
[01:28.155]The very fiber of their beings
[01:29.988]With a shame they're made to feel
[01:31.604]They've always felt
[01:33.649]And there's quiet on the set
[01:35.220]Except the ceiling fan there turning
[01:37.081]Throwing sound in all directions
[01:38.825]There's a process of unlearning
[01:40.561]There's a tension when he says
[01:42.054]"Sometimes I think of you with strangers
[01:44.013]When I lie awake at night, afraid in bed
[01:47.082]With or without me to watch
[01:49.035]Or to stand at the edge
[01:50.746]Where your back is a bridge
[01:54.218]Goes from me to some man
[01:55.901]Goes out from an old familiar country
[01:58.339]To some uncharted land"
[02:01.153]And you're peeking through the curtain
[02:02.964]To a naked man deserted
[02:04.689]And a mattress on the ground
[02:06.372]To apartments still unfurnished
[02:08.149]And indulgences unburdened
[02:09.905]There's a figure disappearing
[02:11.505]With a briefcase through the front door
[02:13.269]In the crowd
[02:15.742]Man with hands and ankles bound
[02:19.190]Man with hands and ankles bound
[02:22.573]Man with hands and ankles bound
[02:25.978]Man with hands and ankles bound
[02:29.616]And we follow her out of the house
[02:32.013]Then pull it back
[02:34.076]Widen the shot
[02:35.477]Lose her inside of the crowd
[02:37.562]Then go black
[02:40.237]But leave the sound in to carry it out
[02:42.912]The last act
[02:44.999]Credits roll past the crowd, and now
[02:47.655]Bring the houselights back

作词 : La Dispute
作曲 : La Dispute
Past midnight, you're peeking
Your neighbor's open window shades
Saw a man crouched on the hardwood
On his knees and elbows splayed
Like an offering, an altar call reordering
The story of our origin
Some primal thing, an elemental shame
There's a light on in the darkness
To an unfurnished apartment
And a mattress on the ground
There's a woman standing upright
Like some archangel alighting
In the nighttime, and before her
There's a man with hands and ankles bound
And we don't need the sound to know the plot of the film
Angles switching in between her and him
Captions bracketed, the language of skin
Cut to a room past midnight
Frame the camera on two lovers' conversation
Where they promised to be open
And be honest with themselves
About their bodies' inclinations
And the systems that replace
The very fiber of their beings
With a shame they're made to feel
They've always felt
And there's quiet on the set
Except the ceiling fan there turning
Throwing sound in all directions
There's a process of unlearning
There's a tension when he says
"Sometimes I think of you with strangers
When I lie awake at night, afraid in bed
With or without me to watch
Or to stand at the edge
Where your back is a bridge
Goes from me to some man
Goes out from an old familiar country
To some uncharted land"
And you're peeking through the curtain
To a naked man deserted
And a mattress on the ground
To apartments still unfurnished
And indulgences unburdened
There's a figure disappearing
With a briefcase through the front door
In the crowd
Man with hands and ankles bound
Man with hands and ankles bound
Man with hands and ankles bound
Man with hands and ankles bound
And we follow her out of the house
Then pull it back
Widen the shot
Lose her inside of the crowd
Then go black
But leave the sound in to carry it out
The last act
Credits roll past the crowd, and now
Bring the houselights back