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作词：高山人
作曲：高山人
演唱：飞马流星
The first light passes through stained glass grids
Dew sleeps in the folds of the choir robe
We count the years swayed by the pendulum
At the twelfth chime the echo grows faint
A quill pen loses its way on parchment
Through forests of ink searching for a name
The wind steals alphabet-formed wings
Drifting toward the dove atop the highest spire
Gather every sigh not yet grown
In the pauses of the slumbering organ
Let them climb along the vines
To become the tear of the first grape at dawn
When moonlight soaks the silver coins on the stone
We hold clay jars to catch the Milky Way
Until masts sprout from reflections
Sailing toward harbors filled with silence
Retrieve every prayer sunk beneath the water
In the moment the rose window dims
Let them swim back along colored light
To become the unspoken word on the saint’s lips
Before the last lock turns
We forge the key into a star’s shape
Plant it in the floating hems of choir robes
Waiting one day to hear bells from new sprouts
And then we will understand
That all falling is to learn lightness
That all parting is a note searching
For another throat not yet born