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每当Damien Rice 唱到“你可以一季一季地等待，看着自己那腐土变成炭。时间能够传染，各人因此都会变老。”我的心里总是会为之一动。

不是吗，你可以握着她的手自我剖析悔，你可以举棋不定、踟蹰徘徊，你可以对她万般呵护却仍难免一失，你也可以在sex上面流连寻求意义，可是最最享受，最最值得的时间，是坐在烟囱上任凭屁股下生火，在现在，享受一个的自我逍遥片刻，就是现在，就这么值得，管他们呢。

Coconut Skins

You can hold her hand
And show her how you cry
Explain to her your weakness
So she understands
And then roll over and die

You can brave decisions
Before you crumble up inside
Spend your time asking everyone else's permission
Then run away and hide

Or you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or waiting for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been licking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...

Oh you can hold her eggs
But your basket has a hole
You can lie between her legs and go looking for
Tell her you're searching for her soul
You can wait for ages
Watch your compost turn to coal
Time is contagious
Everybody's getting old

So you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or looking for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been cooking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...