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 It's difficult. It's very tough.
I said to the man who'd been sleeping rough
To sit within a fragrant breeze
All among the nodding trees
That hang heavy with the stuff

He threw his arms around my neck
He brushed the tear from my cheek
And held my soft white hand
He was an understanding man
He did not even barely hardly speak

Easy money
Rain it down on the wife and the kids
Rain it down on the house where we live
Rain until you got nothing left to give
And rain that ever-loving stuff down on me

All the things for which my heart yearns
Gives joy in diminishing returns
He kissed me on the mouth
His hands they headed south
And my cheek it burned

Money, man, it is a bitch
The poor, they spoil it for the rich
With my face pressed in the clover
I wondered when this would be over
And at home we are all so guilty-sad

Easy money

公元二零零八年三月十五日十一点五十六分五秒我的灵魂得到了升华。

 天气不错，我感冒了。

 当被抛弃的时候，我是弱者。尊重，我尊重了很多人，为什么却是被别人看不起。原来尊重只是对你身份，权利和钞票的敬畏，和人本身没任何关系。我没钱，无势。理应接纳人们的蔑视。好了，我都接受了。我还有自尊，不卑不亢，做人的准则。

 宣武区的天是晴朗的天，丰台的人民好喜欢，眼望西城高声喊，我爱你海淀

 对于弱者，弱不经风的人，信仰是好东西！他们向往上帝，就像植物向往太阳。垂死的人留恋生命，但是身上有着阳光的人，还去身外找什么呢

申请sina的这个blog目的很简单，只是为了留言用，后来阴谋被戳穿，现在也不知道该怎么办。随便写点什么，以后还能来看看。

What kind of man would defy a king?..

What's the freedom?..

What's the life?..

 Happy new year
made by *kathy*
January sky like a slate wiped clean
And stillness of air where nothing has been
Wait for your word as if to say
Another last chance lives from today
Happy new year
The world just keeps turning
Day into night, night into day
Holding on tight, millions all hoping
something like love will light up the way
Dying for change, but the feeling won't last
Summer will come and be over too fast
Grow into sun, fade into rain
A miniature life to live over again
Happy new year
The world just keeps going
Tumbling round, screaming through space
Holding on tight, millions all hoping
Something like love will light up their face
Happy new year to everyone hurting
Praying this time it all becomes clear
Here when the light is pale and uncertain
Happy new year
Happy new year