She is, I am. Have no words nor Strength to explain, Soul belies my vain intent and Lies I grain.
Palely wonder to believe What I see, how I feel Though mock on me as What'd been feed.
There is love and hate-to-ME Nourishing my betrayal to all who Saw, dragged, said and heard, Had been gentle to a bastard not deserved.
She does, I have. To write a thank you note to farewell In an ugly hand-write sole despite, With anger, desire, love and cry, Bind the Past and Now to end the Rhyme.
It started off so well They said we made a perfect pair I clothed myself in your glory and your love How I loved you, How I cried... The years of care and loyalty Were nothing but a sham it seems The years belie we lived a lie I love you 'til I die Save, save, save me I can't face this life alone Save, save, save you... I'm naked and I'm far from home
The slate will soon be clean I'll erase the memories To start again with somebody new Was it all wasted, All that love? I hang my head and I advertise A soul for sale or rent I have no heart I'm cold inside I have no real intent Save, save, save me I can't face this life alone Save, save, ooooohhhhh... I'm naked and I'm far from home
Each night I cry I still believe the lie I'll love you, 'till I die
Save, save, ohhhhhh, save me Don't let me face my life alone Save, save, ooh... I'm naked and I'm far from home
Meryl Streep 加 Philip Seymour Hoffman。2005 普立茲獎得獎劇本，由劇作家 John Patrick Shanley 將舞台劇本改編為電影劇本並擔任導演。
劇情大綱我不說了，雖然已經下片了但是官網還在，重點是，Meryl Streep 說的，她的朋友跟她說想要進劇場看這齣舞台劇的最好別聽朋友說任何情節或故事內容，因為這樣就會毀了那個還沒看的人的劇場體驗，而她看完舞台劇後深深覺得她交到好朋友（原話不是這樣的啦，這是我幫她加的 under text，哈）。
一樣，還沒看但是想看這部電影的人最好還是不要太清楚那些已經看過的別人們說甚麼。如果妳或你最近正好想去租 DVD 回家看，而妳或你知道身邊的朋友已經看過而且她或他可能像我一樣很喜歡把自己看過的電影以及感覺說給別人聽，請在看完前暫時或永久與她或他斷絕聯絡（喔，如果妳或你真的想永久與某位朋友不再往來，那還是請妳或你找別的理由，這部電影是無辜的）。
2) Philip Seymour Hoffman 幾乎是我崇拜的演員了。三年前的奧斯卡影帝，十年前的天才雷普利，十八年前出道，大我兩歲。嗯。
3) 因為我斷章取義，所以罰寫一遍。Robert Frost 原詩錄載：
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
-Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
