你把目光投向慈悲                                                                      
                                                                                                           
 越过童年的头顶                                                                          
                                                                                                          
 把来时的足音潜藏在心底                                                         
                                                                                                           
 初一的觉醒                                                                                   
                                                                                                           
 浓浓的寄托高过柏树的等待    庙门敞开                                              
                                                                                                                                  
 点燃三炷香用出世的姿态点亮你被尘世蒙蔽的心境                                                                         
                                                                                                           
 徐徐的微风推送你灵魂虔诚的隐喻                                       
                                                                                                            
 经幡写实晨风的构思                                                                  
                                                                                                            
 信仰爬上白塔                                                                                 
                                                                                                            
 一头系住明天的愿景                                                                               
                                                                                                            
 一面放飞昨天的遗憾                                                                  
                                                                                                            
 你从塔顶跳下风也就去了                                                         
                                                                                                            
 你把龙达往空中一抛                                                                  
                                                                                                          
 飞向天空的依旧是昨天的遗憾                                                                      
                                                                                                           
 留住的是白塔于你收下的愿景                                                
                                                                                                           
 你希冀的慈悲心太满                                                                  
                                                                                                            
 你带的走的她，存在于你未醒悟之前                                                    
                                                                                                            
 无奈你还得继续往前走                                                                                   
                                                                                                            
 带走一些终究都不会属于你的