Coldplay - Lost

Just because I’m losing
Doesn’t mean I’m lost
Doesn’t mean I’ll stop
Doesn’t mean I will cross

Just because I’m hurting
Doesn’t mean I’m hurt
Doesn’t mean I didn’t get what I deserve
No better and no worse

I just got lost
Every river that I’ve tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Ooh-Oh, And I’m just waiting till the shine wears off…

You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn’t mean you’ve won
‘Cause along may come
A bigger one
And you’ll be lost

Every river that you tried to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Ooh-Oh, And I’m just waiting till the firing starts
Ooh-Oh, And I’m just waiting till the shine wears off
Ooh-Oh, And I’m just waiting till the shine wears off
Ooh-Oh, And I’m just waiting till the shine wears off…

在小众音乐那里看到Coldplay的歌，不由想到和菜头的范跑跑给我们的教训。

天在下着毛毛雨，心情也恍惚如受着雨水冲刷的玻璃模糊不清。再转载小众推荐的一首歌，以及《围城》的一段话，还没有时间通读过《围城》呢。

Jason Mraz - Song for a Friend

譬如咱们这次同船的许多人，没有一个认识的。不知道他们的来头，为什么不先不后也乘这条船，以为这次和他们聚在一起是出于偶然。假使咱们熟悉了他们的情形和目的，就知道他们乘这只船并非偶然，和咱们一样有非乘不可的理由。这好像开无线电。你把针在面上转一圈，听见东一个电台半句京戏，西一个电台半句报告，忽然又是半句外国歌啦，半句昆曲啦，鸡零狗碎，凑在一起，莫名其妙。可是每一个破碎的片段，在它本电台广播的节目里，有上文下文并非胡闹。你只要认定一个电台听下去，就了解它的意义。我们彼此往来也如此，相知不深的陌生人——