不知何時開始，溫書總會躲在屋企，永遠不會去得太遠。
有時候還想伏在桌上整理記憶，轉頭已在夢境當中。
oh... NO! 是我比之前更懶了嗎？

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回憶大概有多重呢？
大概有這麼重
無數個畫面會陸陸續續的浮現
裡面有花有草有山有水有光有暗有黑有白
快速forward的過程裡還是有定格
定格在...我們想起的地方


Repeating history and I am getting sick of it
But these things will change
Can you feel it now
These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down
This revolution, the time will come
For us to finally win
And we'll sing hallelujah