In a little while from now If I'm not feeling any less sour I promise myself to treat myself And visit a nearby tower And climbing to the top Will throw myself off In an effort to Make it clear to whoever Wants to know what it's like
When you're shattered Left standing in the lurch at a church Were people saying, My God, that's tough She stood him up No point in us remaining We may as well go home As I did on my own Alone again, naturally To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay Looking forward to who wouldn't do The role I was about to play But as if to knock me down Reality came around And without so much as a mere touch Cut me into little pieces Leaving me to doubt Talk about, God in His mercy
Oh, if he really does exist Why did he desert me In my hour of need I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally It seems to me that there are more hearts Broken in the world that can't be mended
Left unattended What do we do What do we do Alone again, naturally Looking back over the years And whatever else that appears I remember I cried when my father died Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old My mother, God rest her soul Couldn't understand why the only man She had ever loved had been taken Leaving her to start With a heart so badly broken Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken And when she passed away I cried and cried all day Alone again, naturally Alone again, naturally
一直在想什么是孤独? 孤立?独自? 只要自己不抛弃自己,那就不会孤独,有一种快乐就是找到自己,面对自己, 接受自己,无论外面天翻地覆,多么黑暗,都不怕, 只要有自己迷恋喜好,哪怕就是喜欢扫地搽锅头, 生活起来就会有节奏韵律快乐,这种快乐不需要别人施舍,自己土造!
母亲告诉我她每天都很开心, 不知她的快乐从哪来, 又不太出门, 又不听音乐,不懂了。
记得小的时候,母亲下班回来把锅头搽得亮亮的,她会兴奋地给我看,前段时间电话中母亲自豪地说她叫阿姨把被子放好,然后她自己花了一个下午针线钉好了一床被子,真厉害!我为我的母亲自豪!针线活也有韵律, 她肯定是一边针线一边哼歌,母亲真会土造快乐啊。
孤独也让人静思,自由海阔天空,有难过就自己找自己谈话,懒得去麻烦别人开导,但愿我身上有那么点母亲传来的土造快乐基因, 这样就不怕忧郁的偶尔袭击和想不通了。
无论怎么样, 每天一个人陪伴自己一直走完人生的还是自己, 学会自然独处,享受快乐,消化痛楚,生命之歌全是高调也太单调苍白,也不好听。
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