人生に素直になるように

適合寧靜的深夜
適合數算自己的罪
無論這些罪　是不是適合深夜

＜Damien Rice／9＞
--9 Crimes--
Leave me out with the waste
This is not what i do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And i've got no exuse

Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If u dont shoot it how am i supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with u?

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what i do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It's the wrong time
but she's pulling me through
It's a small crime
And I've got no exuse

Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If u dont shoot it how am i supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with u?

Is that alright?Is that alright?
Is that alright with u?
Is that alright?Is that alright?
Is that alright with u?
No...


不知道為什麼，
Damien Rice的曲子總能聽得到很多很多提琴。
簡直就是為了深夜而存在的，
在這樣的音樂裡，深夜不再靜止。反而往各個方向不停延展出去，
形成巴洛克式的流動。
華麗的漣漪樣貌之中，自己卻可以輕鬆乘著再也簡單也不過的旋律。
而所有的罪一一在眼前浮現，
連接成一座類似島嶼森林的東西。

如果仔細在漣漪和島嶼之間來回凝視，
就會聽見"要不要上岸看看呢?"這個句子，
成了反覆小聲重播的微妙雜訊，時近時遠，忽強忽弱，一直存在音樂裡。
要不要上岸看看呢?
真是深夜才有的誘惑與掙扎。