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[00:00.000] 作词 : Momus
[00:20.49]Post morning, pre-mortem
[00:23.49]I promised the ghost of Meleager
[00:25.49]I would marry Deianira
[00:28.49]So I went to Calydon where Oeneus was king
[00:30.49]Stopping to fight the river god Achelous on the way
[00:41.49]In the pyramid at Giza
[00:44.49]I become lost in a succession of chambers
[00:46.49]I am blind like Homer yet strangely I still see
[00:51.49]Screenprinted cows and silver foil
[00:53.00]Gigantic ants scuttling on a motherboard
[00:57.00]While I sew with Ariadne, the white rabbit
[00:59.00]Scurries away down next door's burrow
[01:02.00]Two in the afternoon
[01:03.00]In an ephemeral hospital
[01:05.00]The radio therapy ward is filled with tiny lights
[01:07.00] A pile of dim barely perceptible earth in a heap
[01:10.00] And spiritual distant music
[01:13.00]At two in the afternoon
[01:22.00]I wander in Venice with Von Aschenbach
[01:25.00]Seeking a lost child in a red cape
[01:27.00]Coughing blood
[01:29.00]And the swine of Circe come running to their deaths
[01:31.00]Maddened by the singing of the sirens
[01:35.00]Winter fog rolling in off the lido
[01:38.00]Sometimes a god crosses your path here unannounced
[01:42.00]In the pyramid the mummy grows mouldy at the last
[01:46.00]At two in the afternoon
[01:48.00]Haile Selassi orders a stamp collection to be brought
[01:51.00]Lifts the stamps with tweezers and places them back
[01:54.00]I leave him to his pastime
[01:56.00]For time will probably pass regardless
[01:58.00]I strike out from Alexandria to the Athenian apartment
[02:01.00]Of my ninth year
[02:02.00]Lycabetus blasted in monastic rock
[02:06.00]The hot mountains snow capped with marble
[02:08.00]Dust storms over Psychico
[02:11.00]Lime Cordial on Eucalyptus Square
[02:13.00]Where is it now?
[02:14.00]And where also my Parisian child bride?
[02:18.00]Into the sea they flow
[02:19.00]With Villon's medieval snow
[02:23.00]Four legs in the morning, two in the afternoon
[02:29.00]Three at evening,
[02:31.00]Flat on our backs by dawn
[02:35.00]Two in the afternoon
[02:37.00]Gracchus the hunter joins me now
[02:39.00]He offers me the oars and I row
[02:41.00]From one Greek island to the next
[02:43.00]While Gracchus writes, if it be possible so deep in death to write
[02:47.00]The secrets of the world
[02:48.45]In the margins of a little girl's spidery pencilled Spice Girls scrapbook
[02:52.45]Picked up from the ground in Hackney
[02:53.45]The crows of Tokyo are sombre umbrellas
[02:57.45]Flapping atop telegraph poles in the rainy season
[03:00.45]A writer hurries by dressed in a restrained check pattern
[03:03.45]Composing in his head the 31st syllable of a tanka
[03:14.45]Leigh Bowery is sitting at his sewing machine
[03:17.45]Corpulent, pale eyed
[03:19.45]Flash forward: he is stammering "a few more days"
[03:21.45]As they threaten to turn off his life support machine
[03:24.45]And the ECG bleep goes spastic
[03:31.45]Slavic women decorate their anguish with ullulations
[03:33.45]The mongolian terror is fresh in their memories
[03:37.45]Grim dawn comes from the east bringing carrion
[03:39.45]Over the grass of the highlands
[03:41.45]Gulls girn, denouncing all culprits
[03:43.45]The skull prickles, the hairs rise
[03:45.45]Poe indulges in voluptuous melancholia, polysyllabic
[03:50.45]Like the grass the horsemen know
[03:53.45]We perish
[03:56.45]For me it's 2PM
[03:58.45]For the moment life goes on
[04:05.45]And the Minotaur plays Nintendo
[04:08.45]Basho squats before the emperor
[04:10.45]The former thirteen and a half year old genius
[04:12.45]Exposes himself in a subway passage
[04:15.45]To a halfwit girl he scares half out of her wits
[04:18.45]As Brahms completes his Requiem
[04:21.45]Shakespeare and the Bishop Of Winchester
[04:23.45]Are teasing the fraus in the stews of Southwark
[04:26.45]They are baiting bears in the nearby pit
[04:29.45]The arena has been flooded
[04:33.45]Shakespeare and the Bishop take their seats for the re-enactment of
[04:35.45]The sea battle between the Genji and Haike
[04:38.45]The imperial boat is already on fire
[04:40.45]The battle was lost centuries before
[04:51.45]Deianira agrees to be my wife
[04:54.45]We purchase an ivy green Lexus, flagship of the range
[04:58.45]And live, discreetly luxurious, in a premier shell loft conversion in the Hollywood hills
[05:07.45]The converted observatory at Palo Alto
[05:28.45]Three at evening,
[05:30.45]Flat on our backs by dawn
[05:34.45]For me it's 2PM
[05:37.45]For the moment life goes on
[05:41.45]Four legs in the morning, two in the afternoon
[05:49.45]Three at evening
[05:51.45]Flat on our backs by dawn