昨夜，我一直在做梦                                                                            梦见一些很恨的人                                                                      和一些不可思议的画面                                                我试图想记住些什么                                                    也试图想逃离                                                                     一种真切的感受分裂着我                                           一些假象混合着我的懦弱                                           走向六点的清晨                                                               轻薄的花被，像懂事的情人                                      给我没有压力的温暖                                                    我竖起耳朵，聆听窗外的忙碌                                     滚动的车轮，追赶着时间                                           嘲笑人们空瘪的肚皮                                                       树枝  站在高处，叽叽喳喳   议论纷纷                     我捂住耳朵  却  还是听见了                                             明天的消息