作词 : Paul Simon
作曲 : Paul Simon
Lyrics：Paul Simon Music：Paul Simon
The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves,
Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the trees,
And the light from a street lamp
Paints a pattern on my wall,
Like the pieces of a puzzle
Or a child's uneven scrawl.
Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room,
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom.
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me.
From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death,
There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath.
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies,
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies.
And the pattern still remains
On the wall where darkness fell,
And it's fitting that it should,
For in darkness I must dwell.
Like the color of my skin,
Or the day that I grow old,
My life is made of patterns
That can scarcely be controlled.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Paul Simon
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Paul Simon
[00:00.00]Lyrics：Paul Simon Music：Paul Simon
[00:11.19]The night sets softly
[00:13.08]With the hush of falling leaves,
[00:18.57]Casting shivering shadows
[00:21.06]On the houses through the trees,
[00:26.64]And the light from a street lamp
[00:29.04]Paints a pattern on my wall,
[00:34.53]Like the pieces of a puzzle
[00:38.70]Or a child's uneven scrawl.
[00:45.99]Up a narrow flight of stairs
[00:48.12]In a narrow little room,
[00:53.67]As I lie upon my bed
[00:55.95]In the early evening gloom.
[01:01.83]Impaled on my wall
[01:03.99]My eyes can dimly see
[01:09.75]The pattern of my life
[01:12.21]And the puzzle that is me.
[01:20.22]From the moment of my birth
[01:22.44]To the instant of my death,
[01:27.75]There are patterns I must follow
[01:29.91]Just as I must breathe each breath.
[01:35.37]Like a rat in a maze
[01:37.98]The path before me lies,
[01:43.17]And the pattern never alters
[01:45.87]Until the rat dies.
[02:05.19]And the pattern still remains
[02:07.14]On the wall where darkness fell,
[02:12.51]And it's fitting that it should,
[02:14.52]For in darkness I must dwell.
[02:20.16]Like the color of my skin,
[02:22.47]Or the day that I grow old,
[02:27.93]My life is made of patterns
[02:29.85]That can scarcely be controlled.
作词 : Paul Simon
作曲 : Paul Simon
Lyrics：Paul Simon Music：Paul Simon
The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves,
Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the trees,
And the light from a street lamp
Paints a pattern on my wall,
Like the pieces of a puzzle
Or a child's uneven scrawl.
Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room,
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom.
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me.
From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death,
There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath.
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies,
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies.
And the pattern still remains
On the wall where darkness fell,
And it's fitting that it should,
For in darkness I must dwell.
Like the color of my skin,
Or the day that I grow old,
My life is made of patterns
That can scarcely be controlled.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Paul Simon
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Paul Simon
[00:00.00]Lyrics：Paul Simon Music：Paul Simon
[00:11.19]The night sets softly
[00:13.08]With the hush of falling leaves,
[00:18.57]Casting shivering shadows
[00:21.06]On the houses through the trees,
[00:26.64]And the light from a street lamp
[00:29.04]Paints a pattern on my wall,
[00:34.53]Like the pieces of a puzzle
[00:38.70]Or a child's uneven scrawl.
[00:45.99]Up a narrow flight of stairs
[00:48.12]In a narrow little room,
[00:53.67]As I lie upon my bed
[00:55.95]In the early evening gloom.
[01:01.83]Impaled on my wall
[01:03.99]My eyes can dimly see
[01:09.75]The pattern of my life
[01:12.21]And the puzzle that is me.
[01:20.22]From the moment of my birth
[01:22.44]To the instant of my death,
[01:27.75]There are patterns I must follow
[01:29.91]Just as I must breathe each breath.
[01:35.37]Like a rat in a maze
[01:37.98]The path before me lies,
[01:43.17]And the pattern never alters
[01:45.87]Until the rat dies.
[02:05.19]And the pattern still remains
[02:07.14]On the wall where darkness fell,
[02:12.51]And it's fitting that it should,
[02:14.52]For in darkness I must dwell.
[02:20.16]Like the color of my skin,
[02:22.47]Or the day that I grow old,
[02:27.93]My life is made of patterns
[02:29.85]That can scarcely be controlled.