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what makes a man a man?

a friend of mine once wondered.

is it his origins? the way he comes to life?

i don't think so.

it's the choices he makes.

not how he starts things,

but how he decides to end 'em.

 

 

 

 

 

风起了 又停了

却什么也没带走

 

 

I’m your worn in leather jacket
I’m the volume in your fucked up teenage band
A Pack of smokes and a six pack
I’m the dreams you had walkin’ down the railroad tracks
You and me

I’m your first taste of romance
I’m your first broken heart on a Saturday night
Guys like us ain’t got no chance
But I’m the thing that keeps you and me alive
But not forever

Chorus:
So take me down the road
Take me to the show
It’s something to believe in
That no one else knows
But don’t take me for granted

I’m the blood on your guitar
I’m that wave you caught back in 1975
I’m as strong as a thousand armies
I’m as soft as a petal on a long stem rose
I am love

Chorus: x 2
So take me down the road
Take me to the show
It’s something to believe in
That no one else knows
But don’t take me for granted
I’m with you when you’re born
You can take me when you die
With all the reasons why
But don’t take me for granted

No one knows
Don’t take me for granted

 

坚持，再坚持……为了理想。

别害怕，虽然一切皆无常……