The loud streets and busy avenues drown in your thoughts. A silence from nowhere envelopes you like an angel swept down from heaven, whose soft wings bring you into a divine rêverie. The rain-soaked and moon-stained streets turn ethereal. Entire plazas become burnished mirrors where you see yourself reflected in thousands of colorless multitudes. Motionless, you stare i...(展开全部) The loud streets and busy avenues drown in your thoughts. A silence from nowhere envelopes you like an angel swept down from heaven, whose soft wings bring you into a divine rêverie. The rain-soaked and moon-stained streets turn ethereal. Entire plazas become burnished mirrors where you see yourself reflected in thousands of colorless multitudes. Motionless, you stare into rivers of chrome that intertwine like silk into the seams of an omnipresent fabric – one from within whose creases you begin to see a goddess appear; floating in the stillness, her gossamer dress blooming slowly in the heavy air. She glares into the void as soft tears stream down her cheek like drops of mercury from a lonely star. She’s not heartbroken, but instead emotionless, lost in the feeling of numbness that comes and goes with the flux of her exquisite light. A somnolent nova whose fleeting luminosity gently caresses the city around you. Where avenues sing serenades to lost lovers with their soft concrete voices. Where searing alleyways birth embers of hope into abandoned hearts, and passing cars sound mellifluous whispers into the ears of idle romantics. The goddess, with a sudden change of expression (as if waking from a long dream) becomes incorporeal once again. Warm lights fall into your arms like amber wisps embracing your return into the glass abyss. Never lost and always returning; both dim and blinding, soft and fatal. The subtle, phosphorus kiss of a passing face in a taxi cab window. The dim, phantom embrace of a solitary street lamp. And little by little the city encases you like a voiceless jewel. Just a shadow, just an empty heart seeking oasis. Radiant and voiceless like a star exploding in the black-blue cold and depth of space... Are you that lonely goddess, City Girl? Are you the palliative for time's deep and loveless shadow?
0 有用 孤独的海利亚人 2020-01-17 03:06:12
如梦如幻
0 有用 summertime 2020-02-09 15:02:24
Gossamer Dress
0 有用 CorollaVirus 2019-01-18 15:30:25
越往后听越好听
0 有用 MortisMe 2020-01-20 12:15:22
骚气
0 有用 五摆五折 2019-01-18 13:38:34
建立在R&B、独立、梦幻、流行、电子之上,闪烁着喧闹与宁静对比的美妙,幻想、孤单、寄托、暗淡和明亮都在其中;8.5分
0 有用 Yves Jonn 2020-01-27 12:38:36
做的不如Neon Impasse那张细腻 但是是City Girl我听过的里面最丰富的一张
0 有用 孤独的海利亚人 2020-01-17 03:06:12
如梦如幻
0 有用 地铁保安陈陆杰 2019-02-23 10:33:44
这个音乐人是个妹子吗,时不时能听到甜甜的少女心,灵动的音乐盒,好像不小心闯入了某个小公主的梦幻宫殿:P
0 有用 消极索尔默 2023-11-11 00:26:55 广东
3 艺术人格形象的定型和释出,也确实是最好最丰富的一张
0 有用 summertime 2020-02-09 15:02:24
Gossamer Dress