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[00:00.000] 作词 : Vanessa Tinberus[00:01.000] 作曲 : Vanessa Tinberus[00:02.000] 编曲 : Vanessa Tinberus[00:14.569]You'll find the books and papers somewhere on those floorboards[00:23.967]My mother's dresses are folded exactly as they were before[00:33.941]This house has been haunted a little while ago so people stop coming around[00:44.133]But I'm pretty sure, it was her lingering to check if I'm doing well[01:41.224]Agnes was whistling by the lakeside[01:45.599]Her chiffon skirt lightly shined in the summer breeze[01:52.812]It was serene 25 degree[01:58.611]Rumor had it that she was the library of the town[02:04.346]It was fun to decipher how that could be[02:09.292]The source of wisdom's never been seen[02:15.224]Was she an outcast as well[02:17.673]Like my guitar and lonely self[02:20.331]What I needed was a lighthouse in the northern woods[02:26.930]I couldn't trek too far[02:33.455]Agnes was throwing pebbles into the lake[02:38.265]Her hair was cut short, resting on the blue sweater[02:44.883]It was homesick 17 degree[02:50.930]People in this town called me 'the guy from nowhere'[02:56.187]My stories were told from the strings to the air[03:00.640]She always stood with a child at the periphery[03:07.701]Did she wonder about my name[03:10.164]When I practiced by the lake[03:12.683]What I needed was a fiery ask in the northern woods[03:19.174]I couldn't trek too far[03:25.916]One day she knocked on my door[03:29.404]And handed me a snowdrop wrapped in a speckled cloth[03:34.957]'You remind me of my mother[03:38.709]Who got the same pair of emerald eyes'[03:41.860]Then we swapped the first quarter by the fireplace[03:47.379]She taught me how to whistle and baked a lemon cake before she left[03:54.344]'I don't have much to share'[04:01.181]Agnes appeared in the front row ever since[04:05.882]With a seasonal flower picked from her garden[04:11.983]Regardless of the weather[04:18.492]Sometimes I followed her to the Kingston's house[04:23.264]Where she would lecture the triplets and that child[04:28.284]She had the cheapest tuition hereabout[04:35.207]I was still trying to figure out[04:37.832]How she learned everything without[04:40.305]Further education beyond middle school[04:43.868]She grew up on her own[04:46.699]But she called this town home[04:53.483]Agnes would share the stories of every street[04:58.316]And the list of the shops that were once a hit[05:03.219]The owners moved away to chase some kind of dreams[05:10.417]I got introduced to old and young she bumped into[05:15.765]From the small conversations she knew[05:19.578]Governess on demand and the countrywide latest news[05:27.806]With a primitive approach[05:29.836]She became a living chronicle[05:32.527]What she ever got was the desire to learn a bit more[05:38.460]It's the eternal theme she was groping for[05:45.748]One day she knocked on my door[05:48.844]And showed me the headline 'the guy under the sycamore can bring peace to the war'[05:55.292]'You're onto something big, you rising star[05:59.331]Don't forget to quote me in your old-age memoir'[06:04.686]How could I not[06:06.321]The earthy charm, the evocative sounds[06:10.066]The tangled vines behind her back[06:13.602]That's what made me who I am[06:25.128]You probably know the rest of my journey[06:31.025]The boat floated into a capitalized dream[06:36.631]The lake was our secret base[06:42.469]When cicadas sang, our paths interlaced[06:48.066]Her avid appetites still couldn't satisfy[06:53.613]The beauty was crystalized through quills and dyes[06:59.095]She kept all the letters and clippings of me[07:04.951]In a wooden box we built in the smell of kerosene[07:10.403]Then I was lost in the praise[07:13.453]That I earned from different states[07:16.490]Coats of dust on the same postmark[07:18.966]Stacked near the window shade[07:21.872]Till the words were almost buried[07:25.195]Flashbacks turned to a movie[07:28.051]It's about the most placid heart[07:30.313]Kissing the world with ecstasy[07:35.710]It kept calling me[07:39.854]Calling me[07:43.515]Calling me home[07:53.370]'You're my north star, my lighthouse[07:59.967]I keep my feet on the ground to feel your touch[08:07.105]Acorns fell, winter's coming[08:14.133]You should get back on the road[08:16.970]Don't have them waiting[08:22.297]I'll be fine[08:29.599]I'll be fine'[08:41.858]The oak tree is rustling by the streetway[08:46.697]The name of which is remembered by a generation nurtured by her saving grace[08:58.992]Wherever I go, I'll plant a seed[09:06.304]And name it Agnes[09:16.305]The honorary graduate of Grand Marais
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