在草地上，轻声细语，心与心紧密相依。

吹着那一串彩色贝壳风铃

Putthebarreltoyourmouthandblowyourownbrainsout

歌词千寻HerFavoriteSong-MayerHawthorneFridaynightandthesceneisbrightatavilonIwalkstraighttothebarinapartydress,yesItoldthebartenderpourashotandmakeitstrongbecausesheneedit,tearingupsheproceededtobedrunkyoucanseeit,tearingupbutwhenshegetshomesheputsherheadphonesonsheplaysherfavoritesongandfadesawaywhenthemusic’sonshecandonowrongwhereshefeelssafeandcalmanditsokayandshesayspapaparapaprapatheworldkeepsturningitgoesonyeahshe’llsaypapaparapaprapatheworldkeepsturningitgoesonnightbefore,hadadatewithaboyfromavilonsaidhedmeetheratthedinerat9o’clocklaidthebootsonlineandlaidonextradonshegotatablesetfortwobuthenevermadeitthroughandshetriedtoplayitcoolwhileshe

定知笔意虽殊俗，不及云林一种清

壁角深藏，心灰百炼

如此一家人