送給H

這是一首相當老的歌。 歌曲本身是個故事，紀錄一個人如何將對已逝者的愛意，化成一個有形的石像， 好將愛意成就永恆。

Turn of the Century - YES
(Anderson/Howe/White)

Realizing a form out of stone,
Set hands moving.
Roan shaped his heart,
Through his working hands.
Work to mold his passion into clay,
Like the sun.

In his room, his lady,
She would dance and sing so completely.
"So be still," he now cries,
"I have time, oh let clay transform thee so."  

In the deep cold of night,
Winter calls, he cries "Don't deny me!"
For his lady, deep her illness.
Time has caught her,
And will for all reasons take her.   

In the still light of dawn, she dies.
Helpless hands soul revealing.  

Like leaves we touch, we learn.
We once knew the story.
As winter calls he will starve,
All but to see the stone be life.  

Now Roan, no more tears.
Set to work his strength,
So transformed him.
Realizing a form out of stone,
His work so absorbed him. 

Could she hear him?
Could she see him?
All aglow was his room,
Dazed in this light.
He would touch her,
He would hold her. 

Laughing as they danced,
Highest colors touching others.  

Did her eyes at the turn of the century,
Tell me plainly.
How we'll meet, how we'll love,
Oh, let life so transform me.  

Like leaves we touched, we danced.
We once knew the story.
As autumn called and we both,
Remembered all those many years ago.
I'm sure we know.  

Was the sign in the day with a touch,
As I kiss your fingers.
We walk hands in the sun,
Memories when we're young,
Love lingers so.  

Was it sun through the haze,
That made all your looks,
As warm as moonlight?
As a pearl deep in your eyes,
Tears have flown away,
All the same light.  

Did her eyes at the turn of the century,
Tell me plainly.
When we meet, how we'll look,
As we smile time will leave me clearly.  

Like leaves we touch, we see,
We will know the story.
As autumn calls we'll both remember,
All those many years ago.  

收到它的時候， 正在一個酷熱的國度。 凌晨，Annie Haslam 的歌聲如同鬼魅一般攝入心魄。 不騙你，我哭過了。 因為，正好，我相信世間上，是有‘至死不渝’這回事的。   

這幾個月來， 反反複複的重聽重聽再重聽……彷彿， 要同它來證明什麼似的。 

某些人，你愛的，而又未能相守的； 彷彿，只有當他或她已不在人世，那你對他們的愛才能繼續。 ‘不渝’原來得靠死亡來彰顯。  

有首小詩，相當切合Jon Anderson要表達的意境，那就是： 

相見時難別亦難，東風無力百花殘。春蠶到死絲方盡，蠟炬成灰淚始乾。
曉鏡但愁雲鬢改，夜吟應覺月光寒。蓬萊此去無多路，青鳥殷勤為探看。 《無題》李商隱 

非常感激送我這首歌的H。  

那個中宵，於風露間，我固然知道自己為何人而佇立； 只是，雖已走過千山萬水，但我好像仍然不知道，其實他早已不存在。

是這首歌提醒了我，該把我的愛也化為石像，讓它永恆。

所以，H，無論後來我有多古怪而讓你抓狂，你都得原宥我，因為，我‘讀’懂了Jon Anderson嘛！