作词 : Emily Dickinson 作曲 : Andrew Bird I felt a Funeral, in my Brain And Mourners to and fro Treading - treading - till it seemed That Sense was breaking through And when they all were seated A Service, like a Drum Beating beating till I thought My mind was going numb My mind was growing And then I heard them lift a Box And creak across my Soul With those same Boots of Lead, again Then Space-Space began to toll As all the Heavens were a Bell And Being, but an Ear And I, and Silence, some strange Race Wrecked, solitary, here And then a Plank in Reason, broke And I dropped down, and down And hit a World, at every plunge And Finished knowing - then And Finished knowing And then I heard them lift a Box And creak across my Soul With those same Boots of Lead, again Then Space-Space began to toll I felt a Funeral, in my Brain And Mourners to and fro Treading - treading - till it seemed That Sense was breaking through
[00:00.000] 作词 : Emily Dickinson [00:01.000] 作曲 : Andrew Bird [00:22.214]I felt a Funeral, in my Brain [00:28.873]And Mourners to and fro [00:35.517]Treading - treading - till it seemed [00:42.432]That Sense was breaking through [00:49.048]And when they all were seated [00:55.709]A Service, like a Drum [01:02.133]Beating beating till I thought [01:08.535]My mind was going numb [01:15.176]My mind was growing [01:18.377]And then I heard them lift a Box [01:25.009]And creak across my Soul [01:29.465]With those same Boots of Lead, again [01:34.510]Then Space-Space began to toll [02:11.156]As all the Heavens were a Bell [02:17.745]And Being, but an Ear [02:24.388]And I, and Silence, some strange Race [02:31.034]Wrecked, solitary, here [02:37.670]And then a Plank in Reason, broke [02:44.045]And I dropped down, and down [02:50.628]And hit a World, at every plunge [02:57.208]And Finished knowing - then [03:03.314]And Finished knowing [03:07.183]And then I heard them lift a Box [03:14.042]And creak across my Soul [03:18.789]With those same Boots of Lead, again [03:23.839]Then Space-Space began to toll [03:34.483]I felt a Funeral, in my Brain [03:41.369]And Mourners to and fro [03:48.810]Treading - treading - till it seemed [03:55.456]That Sense was breaking through
