其实。

    周六的中午。
    其实我更希望这是周六的下午。
    阳光暖暖的。
    耳边是饱满动人的旋律。
   
    吉他，大提琴，嘶吼。
    都能刺激起我的耳欲。
    我渴望我的耳朵被这些占有。蹂躏。
    
    脑海中：在极致铁轨延伸的方向，我如何才能触到属于曙光的那一抹线。
   
    
    听，我耳边的旋律<are you the one>.
      看，她是如此美妙：
        are you the one
              the traveller in time who has come
              to heal my wounds to lead me to the sun
              to walk this path with me until the end of time
              are you the one
              who sparkles in the night like fireflies
              eternity of evening sky
              facing the morning eye to eye
             
              are you the one
              who'd share this life with me
              who'd dive into the sea with me
              are you the one
              who'd had enough of the pain
              and doesn't wish to feel the shame anymore
              are you the one
              
              are you the one
              whose love is like a flower that needs rain
              to wash away the feeling of pain
              which sometimes can lead to the chain of fear
              are you the one
              to walk with me in garden of stars
              the universe,the galaxies and Mars
              the supernova of our love is ture
              are you the one