Broken

這兩天狂聽這諾拉瓊斯的Not Too Late專輯，
覺得棒極了...
其中一首"Broken"更是讓我一聽再聽，
很愛裡面低音提琴的配音。
大家還是去買正版聽，網路版本實在遜太多了。


"Broken"

He's got a broken voice and a twisted smile,
Guess he's been that way for quite awhile,
Got blood on his shoes and mud on his brim,
Did he do it to himself or was it done to him?

People think he don't look well,
But all he needs from what I can tell,
Is someone to help wash away all the paint,
From his purple hands before it gets too late.

I saw him stand alone ... under a broke street light,
So sincere ... singing silent night,
But the trees were full ... and the grass was green,
It was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.

He may move slow,
But that don't mean he's going nowhere,
He may be moving slow,
But that don't mean he's going nowhere.