They’re taking down the walls we used to know(他们正在拆掉我们熟悉的墙)
Rolling up the mornings letting the old lights go(卷起那些清晨让旧灯一盏盏熄灭)
But pour me one more darling before we lock the door(但再给我倒一杯吧亲爱的趁门还没锁上)
This little room still hums the way it always swore(这间小屋依然哼着它一直起誓要哼的调子)
So here’s to peeling paint and the songs we overplayed(敬那剥落的墙漆敬那些被我们反复播放的歌)
To every quiet stranger who stayed and stayed and stayed(敬每一个安静的陌生人他们留下来留下来又留下来)
We’ll hum ourselves a memory then let the city sleep(我们哼一段记忆给自己听然后让这座城市睡去)
Slow down…heal within…(慢点…回归内在…)