The Swing by the Playground
作词:高山人
作曲:高山人
演唱:飞马流星
Chalk dust floats past the third-row seat
You twist the school badge on your collar head down low
Tree shadows fold into paper planes in the hallway
While my drafts fill up and get erased again and again
Cicadas pause their songs in July
The basketball court puddles hold broken moonlight
Someone drew a circle around a name on the duty roster
A farewell never announced quietly kept
We are parentheses in unwritten chapters
Sunspots tucked in the folded corners of yearbooks
When the flame trees suddenly blaze along the street
We realize some feelings have long been dated and sealed
The vending machine swallows the last coin
Peppermint candies expire into specimens in the locker
You said northern snow would remember fingerprints
But I changed the coordinates into question marks
Later every city feels like a borrowed shelter
Humming off-key school anthems in convenience stores
Suddenly I understand that unfinished conversation
Was the truest footnote to our youth
And the wind still hovers above the swing
Measuring the wavelength of words unspoken
Years later I finally decipher that emptiness—
The deliberate blank verse left by our younger selves