作词 : Paul Simon 作曲 : Paul Simon The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves
Casting shivering shadows On the houses through the trees
And the light from a street lamp Paints a pattern on my wall
Like the pieces of a puzzle Or a child's uneven scrawl
Up a narrow flight of stairs In a narrow little room As I lie upon my bed In the early evening gloom
Impaled on my wall My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me
From the moment of my birth To the instant of my death
There are patterns I must follow Just as I must breathe each breath
Like a rat in a maze The path before me lies
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies
And the pattern still remains On the wall where darkness fell
And it's fitting that it should For in darkness I must dwell
Like the color of my skin Or the day that I grow old
My life is made of patterns That can scarcely be controlled
[00:00.000] 作词 : Paul Simon [00:01.000] 作曲 : Paul Simon [00:17.890]The night sets softly [00:19.050] [00:19.690]With the hush of falling leaves [00:21.360] [00:24.690]Casting shivering shadows [00:27.040]On the houses through the trees [00:29.800] [00:32.170]And the light from a street lamp [00:34.200]Paints a pattern on my wall [00:37.490] [00:39.230]Like the pieces of a puzzle [00:41.340]Or a child's uneven scrawl [00:45.110] [00:47.560]Up a narrow flight of stairs [00:49.370]In a narrow little room [00:54.180]As I lie upon my bed [00:56.480]In the early evening gloom [00:59.950] [01:01.800]Impaled on my wall [01:03.610]My eyes can dimly see [01:07.510] [01:08.980]The pattern of my life [01:10.290] [01:10.850]And the puzzle that is me [01:13.350] [01:16.910]From the moment of my birth [01:18.800]To the instant of my death [01:20.420] [01:23.580]There are patterns I must follow [01:25.760]Just as I must breathe each breath [01:28.120] [01:30.820]Like a rat in a maze [01:32.760]The path before me lies [01:35.170] [01:37.870]And the pattern never alters [01:39.220] [01:39.730]Until the rat dies [01:42.750] [02:02.310]And the pattern still remains [02:04.000]On the wall where darkness fell [02:07.750] [02:09.030]And it's fitting that it should [02:11.000]For in darkness I must dwell [02:14.650] [02:15.930]Like the color of my skin [02:18.030]Or the day that I grow old [02:20.930] [02:23.060]My life is made of patterns [02:25.000]That can scarcely be controlled [02:27.500]
