我知道噩耗会来
                       如这一定会来的秋
                         我佛啊，不慈悲

                        一层层飘零的叶
                    是盖不住无数个夜晚
                      你生动讲来的童话
                          我又听着入迷
                        眼泪识趣地融入
                      在我厌恶的嘈杂中

                        我试着冲回东方
                          可风顺势而来
                        拖拽着一切向西
                           当然包括我

                        心脏化成了木鱼
                            不舍与悲痛
                      成了不停歇的犍稚
                    我狠狠地摔碎了佛珠
                        斗胆问一下佛祖