Cactus

其实是因为当时录音器材太烂，是光南就买的到的耳机所附的麦克风
但现在听起来反而像是有加reverb，满玄妙的。

经过一个寒假，果然有一棵仙人掌已经呈现垂死状态...

Drop out the flip-flop, feel the sun
like the way you do
Wouldn't stay clear, try to be drunk
just when you come through
I need a pillow to lay down
your arm's what I choose..

..to be loved by your warmth of rouge
be held to get close to you
be immersed in this crimson loop
Once you whisper in my ear
I melt, I float, I renounce
inspired by your melodies
build up the notes wherever I go
may I ask one more
see right through the window
oh, don't you love that cactus

I love this cactus, makes me remind of you
never thought I'll be yours for so long
now become a spoiled child
I can't help being a dice waitingto be thrown out
admit the story has come true
I want you come to my rescue
to tell me why this cactus never blossom

All these crumbles, endless tumbles
lead me to the unknown
I can tell there'll be no one no longer singing poetic songs
at least luckily that the fiddler's still on the roof
hush and try to hear it clear
even the tapster wonder,
"if you do care, why panic?
you'd rather...

let it go, let it flow
let it blow, let it show, let it grow,
well, you should know..."