这篇是二二年八月十五-十六号写的
今天又想起这句话了,记起之前忘了加上补充
我这一生离岸实在太远,以至于在求救时,像是在告别。
出自于《Not waving,but drowning》
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.
Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.