A Door That Swings Both Ways
作词:高山人
作曲:高山人
演唱:飞马流星
Tuesday stove a blue flame’s steady hum
My key still turns but the lock’s gone numb
Your shadow stains the refrigerator door
Between the grocery list and “sorry”once more
We hang our silence on a borrowed hook
The clock’s heart stops in this room we forsook
We are a hinge that cannot choose its door
A threshold worn by all our comings and leavings
Every hello etched into the floor
Starts with the echo of a quiet grieving
The house grows wide between your sleep and mine
A silent continent in tumbled linen
We build a home from things we don’t define
And watch the fading roses on the wall within
Coffee rings record the waking hours
A mending thread still trails from my old coat
The radio foretells forgotten showers
Where we got lost in static note by note
Time’s not a river here but a cracked vase we fill
Drinking the past mindful of the coming spill
In the lamplight’s gap our ghost-selves stand
Waving from a never-reached land
We are a hinge that cannot choose its door
A threshold worn by all our comings and leavings
Every hello etched into the floor
Starts with the echo of a quiet grieving
The house grows wide between your sleep and mine
A silent continent in tumbled linen
We build a home from things we don’t define
And watch the fading roses on the wall within
The faucet learns the rhythm of your hand
Love may not be a plot of land
But learning how to live inside the sound
Of a door that once slammed now barely leaves the ground
We’re just two socks that don’t quite match
Keeping the other from the cold catch—
Waiting for rain to rinse the day
Leaving the scent of clay
And the quiet hum of a light left on
Keeping its watch now that the dawn
Is just another thing we own
In this house of glass and bone