Time

写于一次美国大峡谷行之后，电钢琴的温暖音色与伤感歌声交织出七零年代式的 Quiet Storm 抒情氛围，仿佛在一片漆黑的舞台上落下 spotlight，女主角戏剧性地独白，所有的故事自此揭开序幕。

In the quiet of the night
I found myself in the light
The tears that I’ve shed
Reflecting on years gone by
I trace the lines upon my face
Each wrinkle tells a tale untold

The bittersweet of life
A blend of pain, of joy, of strife
Through shadows of the past
I found a gentle grace, a peace of mind

Oh Time~ Time
Through sorrow, through rhyme
It’s the beauty of Time
It’s the beauty of Time

So let the memories
Dance and twirl in my world
For every tear and sigh has led me here
Oh Time~ Time
Through heartache, through the chime
It’s the magic of Time~ magic of Time

Still linger in my mind
Till the morning sun of dawn
From ashes, I arise
I found my song, I found my voice
Oh Time~ Time
Through laughter, through the smile
It’s the beauty of Time
It’s the beauty of Time