[00:00.00] 作曲 : Nujabes[00:01.00] 作词 : Shing02[00:19.05]I met a metaphorical girl in a metaphysical world[00:21.40]now you got me day dreaming, sleeping in a curl[00:24.00]her name on my tongue, a fresh flavor, yup[00:26.26]whenever she popped up, put a swirl on my cone[00:28.95]i used to rap like i had some marbles in my mouth[00:31.14]but the stones turned precious when they all came out[00:33.39]on a string of deep thought that could never be bought[00:35.79]body rock don't stop, be bop to hip hop[00:38.59]cold as ice so I stared as it thawed to the floor,[00:41.01]what was left a shoestring budget on call[00:43.42]then these new styles came along[00:45.07]some on to the next on some other hit, their own trip[00:48.23]colors faded on airbrushed centerfolds, dated[00:50.68]make you feel old and jaded[00:52.57]the point was to make it and we made it but[00:54.93]we didn't know how to keep it[00:57.26]like nice kicks. that wouldn't fit[00:58.69]only way was to box it up and duct tape it up[01:00.65]store it underneath the bed and open it up[01:02.85]once in a blue moon,[01:04.19]think about a cool ending[01:06.13]to a story that ended too soon[01:07.67]gotta bring back the feeling[01:09.55]I'll do anything not to be stuck on fiending[01:12.28]a pen can be sharper than a scalpel to a patient[01:14.15]to an open heart, it's a daily operation[01:16.99]after six come seven and eight[01:19.39]access code to the pearly gates[01:21.67]they say heaven can wait[01:23.25]and you speak of fate[01:24.61]a finale to a play for my mate[01:26.99]I see the angels draw the drapes[01:28.53]over the earthscape[01:30.90]where the wine is the spirit of grapes[01:32.29]gotta finish what we started, so I cut the tape[01:33.81]as our records will stay on rotate[01:53.64]you say a circle is a flawless shape[01:58.93]every part equi-distance from the center[02:01.08]on the arc without a start or a finish[02:02.95]a line on a loop carries weight[02:04.56]a freight train runs unabated[02:06.21]views vanish from my point vantage,[02:08.02]passages come in and out[02:09.46]the way I recall your antics (how I remember your antics)[02:11.78]still alive 'cause I said it[02:13.17]a life of its own unless we dead it[02:15.09]till they see our name in credits[02:16.82]a labor of love you mean slavery[02:18.90]surely, it's been quite savory[02:21.27]crepe on the balcony, verbal alchemy[02:23.90]pure magic when she touches me[02:25.86]I read that love is kind but it's also blind of any style[02:29.20]you profess, would you be my guest (you could be my guest)[02:31.45]happiness is a hot potato that you can't possess for long[02:33.76]just pass it on like asong[02:35.29]and I might look calm and collected at a glance[02:38.59]but I taste the void when I'm not connected[02:41.15]to the world kinetic, as opposed to static[02:43.49]idle hands a workshop of a digital addict (a modern-day addict)[02:45.87]on a hot streak for inspiration is key to feed[02:49.29]the mind in need of stimulation[02:51.22]elevator music to the space station[02:51.27]penthouse of stars a-blazing[02:55.58]after six come seven and eight[02:57.83]access code to the pearly gates[02:59.90]they say heaven can wait[03:01.70]and you speak of fate[03:02.82]a finale to a play for my mate[03:05.34]I see the angels draw the drapes[03:08.12]over the earthscape[03:09.27]where the wine is the spirit of grapes[03:10.59]gotta finish what we started, so I cut this tape[03:12.71]as our records will stay on rotate[03:21.20]*() remix lyric.