[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:18.31]The night sets softly [00:20.05]With the hush of falling leaves [00:25.11]Casting shivering shadows [00:27.55]On the houses through the trees [00:32.44]And the light from a street lamp [00:34.62]Paints a pattern on my wall [00:39.65]Like the pieces of a puzzle [00:41.55]Or a child's uneven scrawl [00:48.05]Up a narrow flight of stairs [00:49.88]In a narrow little room [00:54.86]As I lie upon my bed [00:56.98]In the early evening gloom [01:02.27]Impaled on my wall [01:04.18]My eyes can dimly see [01:09.46]The pattern of my life [01:11.21]And the puzzle that is me [01:17.47]From the moment of my birth [01:19.43]To the instant of my death [01:24.30]There are patterns I must follow [01:26.21]Just as I must breathe each breath [01:31.51]Like a rat in a maze [01:33.61]The path before my lies [01:38.48]And the pattern never alters [01:40.39]Until the rat dies [02:03.21]And the pattern still remains [02:04.80]On the wall where darkness fell [02:09.75]And it's fitting that it should [02:11.74]For in darkness I must dwell [02:16.77]Like the color of my skin [02:18.87]Or the day that I grow old [02:23.82]My life is made of patterns [02:25.86]That can scarcely be controlled
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:18.31]The night sets softly
[00:20.05]With the hush of falling leaves
[00:25.11]Casting shivering shadows
[00:27.55]On the houses through the trees
[00:32.44]And the light from a street lamp
[00:34.62]Paints a pattern on my wall
[00:39.65]Like the pieces of a puzzle
[00:41.55]Or a child's uneven scrawl
[00:48.05]Up a narrow flight of stairs
[00:49.88]In a narrow little room
[00:54.86]As I lie upon my bed
[00:56.98]In the early evening gloom
[01:02.27]Impaled on my wall
[01:04.18]My eyes can dimly see
[01:09.46]The pattern of my life
[01:11.21]And the puzzle that is me
[01:17.47]From the moment of my birth
[01:19.43]To the instant of my death
[01:24.30]There are patterns I must follow
[01:26.21]Just as I must breathe each breath
[01:31.51]Like a rat in a maze
[01:33.61]The path before my lies
[01:38.48]And the pattern never alters
[01:40.39]Until the rat dies
[02:03.21]And the pattern still remains
[02:04.80]On the wall where darkness fell
[02:09.75]And it's fitting that it should
[02:11.74]For in darkness I must dwell
[02:16.77]Like the color of my skin
[02:18.87]Or the day that I grow old
[02:23.82]My life is made of patterns
[02:25.86]That can scarcely be controlled