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It''s the quiet night that breaks me.

I cannot stand the sight of this familiar place.

It''s the quiet night that breaks me.

Like a dozen papercuts that only i can trace.

All my books are lying useless now.

All my maps will only show me how to lose my way.

Oh,call my name,you know my name,and in that sound,everything will change.

Tell me it won''t always be this hard.

I am nothing without you .

But i don''t know who you are.

It''s the crowded room that breaks me.

Everybody looks so luminous ,and strangely young.

It''s the crowded room that''s never heard.

No one here can say a word of my native tongue.

I can''t be among them anymore.

I fold myself away before it burns me numb.

Oh ,call my name,you know my name,and in your love,everything will change.

Tell me it won''t always be this hard.

I am nothing without you.

But i don''t know who you are.

这是一个奇妙的夜晚,两个素未谋面的人,一个躺在床上,一个躺在车里,同一片星空下,静静地听着同一首歌,一样的姿势,一样的心意。

“明天是周末,还要上班吗?”2010-3-31,23:00,Rain。

“不知道啊,如果不来电话就不用。”2010-3-31,23:01,Diana。

“给自己放个假,别理什么电话。”2010-3-31,23:02,Rain。

“我也想啊,但是,如果有事还是要去的。”2010-3-31,23:02,Diana。

“答应我,明天好好睡一觉,睡到自然醒,不许出门。”2010-3-31,23:03,Rain。

“万一来电话了怎么办?”2010-3-31,23:03,Diana。

“关机,没了你地球照样转。”2010-3-31,23:03,Rain。

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