心中的孤独和沉默
                                                 仿佛镌刻在阳光里
                                                 总是在猝不及防时
                                                 填满空洞的心灵

                                                 你抚摸着岁月的墙壁
                                                 数着一片一片凋落的记忆
                                                 你奔跑在清晨的薄雾里
                                                 却坐在目光中温柔的流泪

                                                 风烛残年时
                                                 被不均匀的光线笼罩
                                                 呆滞于寂静的时光里
                                                 凝视快乐与悲伤