Zhangzizhong from dots by thruoutin

thruoutin - Zhangzizhong

Woken up, sober dawn
28th floor and what have you done?
Put your bike in the back of a taxi and go
to a Cambodian-American’s home
Oh, It’s too early for these Beijing streets
Barren mattress, hanging sheets.
Once more again, again
You’ll only have till next week.

Alleyways and dim-lit halls,
you’d walk them
We’d walk them all
And you’d say, my name in the best way.
Zhangzizhong subway stop
Those bottles of Yangjing, they’d rise and drop
And the way, we were judged, riding the bus
And they were changing their seats.

Woken up, sober dawn
28th floor and where have you gone?
Put your bike in the back of a taxi and go
to a Cambodian-American’s home
Oh, It’s too early for these Beijing streets
Barren mattress, hanging sheets.
Once more again, again
You’ll only have till next week.

• Beijing
• Electronic
• ambient
• experimental
• footwork
• pipa
• 北京市