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𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔡𝔉𝔏𝔒𝔜𝔇光

ticking away the moments
that make up a dull day
you fritter and waste the hours
in an offhand way.
kicking around on a piece
of ground in your home town
waiting for someone or something
to show you the way.
tired of lying in the sunshine staying
home to watch the rain.
you are young and life is long and
there is time to kill today.
and then one day you find
ten years have got behind you.
no one told you when to run,
you missed the starting gun.

so you run and you run to catch up with the sun
but its sinking
racing around to come
up behind you again.
the sun is the same in a relative way,
but youre older,
shorter of breath and one day
closer to death.

every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time.
plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
hanging on in quiet desperation
is the english way
the time is gone,
the song is over,
thought id something more to say

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The Sound of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence”

¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬只是众多小团体自嗨组中的一个。以真我为名，没想多深，就是真实自我——我们眼前小世界里的稀罕玩意。不过懒得瞧遍地妖魔鬼怪，也无意辨什么善恶忠奸，几个臭味相投的软蛋好友追着硬核大佬抱团，排雷考古嬉笑怒骂，仅此而已，仅此足矣。权威真理云云的高尚理想无心更无力，只求若干年后提起来能哈哈一笑，还不害臊，那可是非常牛逼了。

组头像截自Pink Floyd - The Dark Side of the Moon专辑封面。No information given.No information given.