Tears and rain

A few days ago, I overheard James Blunt's cry, and then turned all his songs out to listen to them, and then found out that he was the one who sang the first you ' re beautiful, and my list had his 1973, just the newly discovered best laid plans, cry, Tears and rain, shine on 、、、、 really listen, single cycle are reluctant.
Today Baidu a bit tears and rain, just know the song also has the background.

Lyrics

Tears and rain

How I wish I could surrender my soul;

Shed the clothes that become my skin;

See the liar that burns within my needing.

How I wish i ' d chosen darkness from cold.

How I wish I had screamed out loud,

Instead I ' ve found no meaning.

I guess it ' s time I run far, far away; Find comfort in pain,

All pleasure ' s The same:it just keeps me from trouble.

Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.

I ' ve heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.

It's more than just words:it ' s just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;

Hold memory close at hand,

Help me understand the years.

How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.

How I wish I would save my soul.

I ' m so cold from fear.

I guess it ' s time I run far, far away; Find comfort in pain,

All pleasure ' s The same:it just keeps me from trouble.

Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.

I ' ve heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.

Far, far away; Find comfort in pain.

All pleasure ' s The same:it just keeps me from trouble.

It's more than just words:it ' s just tears and rain

Background

Once, a teenager came to London and a painter drew a portrait of him. The teenager saw the portrait of the beautiful and incomparable himself, can not help but sigh with soul in exchange for eternal beauty. The miracle happened, the youth had the wish, and was young forever. The teenager has not "broken the word", sell his soul, increasingly evil, but it is not in the young handsome face left the slightest trace, but the painting in the people become ugly incomparable. Until one day, the young man found his ugly and hideous portrait, only to realize that he has been irrevocably old. In anger, he brandished to the portrait, but he fell to the ground. The portrait gradually restored to the handsome prototype, lying in a pool of blood in the people also show the ugly flesh.
This is the young Gray in the novel "Portrait of Dorian Gray" by British writer Oscar Wilde. Gray's tragedy is because hypocrisy defeated the true, the desire to overcome the goodness.

In watching this story, my heart came out a lot of pictures, the protagonist of the story is to betray their own soul to exchange the face of the permanent, life we are not so, how many times I chose the cowardly escape, chose the silence, chose a blind eye, my conscience shouting "stand out", Cowardly finally chose to do nothing an armchair, more than a matter less, choose less trouble.
But it never occurred to me that the debt of conscience over time has been long, and now those pictures are still vivid, constantly out of mind, churning out some waves, let me restless.

While looking at Brad Pitt's fury, suddenly thought of a word, be brave,begentle!
I'm living for my conscience! Although that day will not necessarily be smooth, but it is handsome enough!

Tears and rain