spring it came upon us,every insect filled the airdropped their wings upon my brother,cast their shadows on his hair歌词千寻 if we follow where they're leading,we will surely come beforesome unseen and wondrous magicmade of visions to explorenear the town where we were livingwas an old abandoned farmevery year we'd plant an orchidin the shelter of it's armto protect us from the madnessof the future still to comeit will be like this foreverIt will keep you safe from harmThis Old Dark Machine - James Vincent McMorrowBY:黄病病then they caught us in the summerdressed in fathers finest clothesyou the hat he wore to marketI the jacket filled with holesI've been searchins all these hoursfor a hand as pale as bonethat would keep the strongest sunlightand reflect the brightest stonenear the town w