孤独和宇航员

                                                       透过机窗看着脚下城市的夜景

                                                       才知道那种渺小感来自哪里

                                                       一个人的尺度在无尽的地平线前

                                                       那种油然而生的孤独感

                                                       就好像你从来不属于这个城市

                                                       这个城市也从未睁眼看过你

                                                       只是一颗微小的齿轮

                                                       历史的稻草

                                                       划过千万年来的夜空

                                                       一个人的可有可无，轻之如鸿

                                                       然而对自己来说，却是全部

                                                       好似一个宇航员漂浮在寒冷的太空

                                                       面对着冰冷的星球

                                                       除了孤独

                                                       还是孤独

                                                       也许会遇见生命里的行星

                                                       也许会俘获一颗同样寂寥的卫星

                                                       也许会错过无数转身即逝的流星

                                                       但那些在黑暗里等待的日子

                                                       是否会幻化成闪耀的光

                                                       刺眼到，照耀到

                                                       你过去所有沉寂的轨迹

                                                       当你抬头的时候

                                                       是在仰望过去与未来的自己吗

                                                       还是举止不定的迷茫

                                                       谁又曾安抚了谁的心

                                                       谁又辜负了谁

                                                       谁又理解了谁

                                                       公主早就不在了啊

                                                       为什么屠龙的少年还在挥舞

                                                       是不甘吗，是悔恨吗

                                                       还是泪水

                                                       也许那时候我早已两鬓斑白

                                                       但我觉得我好像明白了

                                                       人对彼此的意义

                                                       当飞机跃出云层之时

                                                       我想

                                                       这是我离太阳最近的一次