睡不醒的天色
                                                                                   昏沉着
                                                                                   扯不尽长线般的小雨
                                                                                   飘洒着
                                                                                   破旧的长街上
                                                                                   恋人们相拥而走
                                                                                   冷风里荡漾着
                                                                                   他们亲密的身影
                                                                                   十字路口处
                                                                                   交警拦下的卡车旁
                                                                                   我看见司机郁闷的神情
                                                                                   垃圾箱旁的老人
                                                                                   胡乱裹着脏破的旧衣裳
                                                                                   污泥嵌进了指甲
                                                                                   一眼望去
                                                                                   便知他们尝尽了岁月的风霜
                                                                                   财富
                                                                                   分开了人的阶层
                                                                                   或许你不承认
                                                                                   但是冷硬的现实中
                                                                                   一旁的人嘲笑着另一旁的人
                                                                                   如此循环

                                                                                   奔流而过的汽车
                                                                                   载着欲望奔向了远方
                                                                                   行人匆匆忙
                                                                                   各自怀着
                                                                                   某种不为人知的秘密
                                                                                   在奔忙
                                                                                   闪烁着心跳般的霓虹灯
                                                                                   散发着都市独特的繁华气息
                                                                                   嘈杂的音乐声
                                                                                   穿梭在幽暗的街道上空
                                                                                   反复吟唱着
                                                                                   这个都市的品味

                                                                                   幽暗的细雨长街上
                                                                                   是一个剧场
                                                                                   一幕幕都是直播的现场
                                                                                   永不散场
                                                                                   或许你也在
                                                                                   其中的一场