[00:00.000] 作词 : Jenny Lewis/Blake Sennett
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jenny Lewis/Blake Sennett
[00:26.120] In steep cliffs , rocks all piled up
[00:31.310] Mysteries of your passing luck
[00:38.210] Ages pass
[00:40.480] Shells and bits of bone
[00:43.650] Forming new limestone
[00:46.490] To give things their turn
[00:50.030] There are no bad words for the coast today
[01:02.750] You never knew why you felt so good
[01:07.930] In the strangest of places
[01:14.470] Like in waiting rooms
[01:17.090] Or long lines that made you late
[01:19.900] Or mall parking lots on holidays
[01:26.490] There are no bad words for the coast today
[01:38.760] When we hold our breath until nothing's left
[01:47.700] It all starts to fade
[02:28.100] We can see the stars
[02:30.430] From where the birds make their homes
[02:33.510] Staring back at us
[02:40.030] Indifferent but distanced perfectly
[02:45.440] Projected endlessly
[02:47.790] It's so ****ing beautiful
[02:51.710] There are no bad words for the coast today
[03:04.120] Then you ask, "What's a palisade?"
[03:09.150] And if we're too late for happiness
[04:26.520] [And That's How I Choose to Remember It Fragment #3]
[04:36.488] My dad was nice and seemed sorry for not being around
[04:44.201] He left work early and took me to a skating rink
[04:52.039] Where all the kids in the world could have been
[04:55.827] I was scared and tall with skates on
[04:59.715] I had on my favorite jeans
[05:03.155] And there was a boy who wanted to skate with me
[05:07.902] And he held my hand
[05:12.128] And we went around more times than I counted
[05:19.522] By a mural of an Arctic scene
[05:23.624] I was looking at my feet because
[05:27.447] It was perfect and the air was clean
[05:31.726] And my dad was there, it was summer's last eve
[05:35.670] And that's how I choose to remember it

作词 : Jenny Lewis/Blake Sennett
作曲 : Jenny Lewis/Blake Sennett
In steep cliffs , rocks all piled up
Mysteries of your passing luck
Ages pass
Shells and bits of bone
Forming new limestone
To give things their turn
There are no bad words for the coast today
You never knew why you felt so good
In the strangest of places
Like in waiting rooms
Or long lines that made you late
Or mall parking lots on holidays
There are no bad words for the coast today
When we hold our breath until nothing's left
It all starts to fade
We can see the stars
From where the birds make their homes
Staring back at us
Indifferent but distanced perfectly
Projected endlessly
It's so ****ing beautiful
There are no bad words for the coast today
Then you ask, "What's a palisade?"
And if we're too late for happiness

My dad was nice and seemed sorry for not being around
He left work early and took me to a skating rink
Where all the kids in the world could have been
I was scared and tall with skates on
I had on my favorite jeans
And there was a boy who wanted to skate with me
And he held my hand
And we went around more times than I counted
By a mural of an Arctic scene
I was looking at my feet because
It was perfect and the air was clean
And my dad was there, it was summer's last eve
And that's how I choose to remember it