作曲 : Don McLean
Aftermath
Windows in a silent room
Sunlight burns the walls to black
Angles and dimensions melt while
Colors drip and pillows crack
Reflections of my memories like
Pictures pasted on a sheet
The ribbon film of separate frame
Lying curled up at my feet
The film is just the snack design
And the photographs are fading fast
These are not memories of mine I
have no future no past
I’ve seen a thousand afternoons dissolve into the night
Like sugar crystals on the spoon they disappear from sight
Gray days from the crispest morning to the warmest afternoon
In this room
And I like to draw the face I saw so long ago
my image in the mirror tells the jagged lines which way to go
The black and white description of the sole survivor of the holocaust
All the rest were lost
Do you see this paper face
It has no color or no mood
My eyes are ageless as am I
I need no sleep I need no food
I am a king but like a child
The other children laugh at me
Tongues of fire ,wagging wild
They dance around me merrily
I’ll kill them all and if I fail
I’ll kill whoever I can find
Then they’ll beg me to be kind
My eyes have seen far more than eyes can ever tell
This planet plunged through mushroom fires of earthly hell
I know that my sweet Jesus said that he’d return
But Babylon has fallen
And the cities burn