Singer: Jam
Lyrics: jam
Composer: jam
Lyrics:
I turned dust into flying dust, pursued nakedness, ran to the execution ground in July, and burned hot time.
Memories tear up imagination, walking in a hurry on the road is precious, and the world spreads fragrant magnetic fields.
I will ride the wind and waves and travel all over the yellow sand ocean, and I won't have enough courage to misunderstand it.
I hope you are a lie and never appear.
Let me go to you, to your window, and let me look at you and your wound.
I think you are standing at the front of the desert, and I think you are standing in July.
I turned dust into flying dust, pursued nakedness, ran to the execution ground in July, and burned hot time.
Memories tear up imagination, walking in a hurry on the road is precious, and the world spreads fragrant magnetic fields.
I will ride the wind and waves and travel all over the yellow sand ocean, and I won't have enough courage to misunderstand it.
I hope you are a lie and never appear.
Let me go to you, to your window, and let me look at you and your wound.
I think you are standing at the front of the desert, and I think you are standing in July.
Extended data:
Jam is a post-90s folk musician from Changsha, Hunan. His works are mainly in litchi FM and Netease Cloud Music. His main works are No Expression, On July and Being Poor for Three Years.
Her program "Mustard Radio" on litchi FM attracted many listeners. Musical works include: until one day I will die, pick up the wall and grieve over the past, July, wasting my time, dreaming outside, I don't know why I shed tears.
References:
Month _ Baidu Encyclopedia