Ain't Crying for the Moon

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup.话语不断涌出,就象无尽的雨滴入纸杯. They slither while they pass.它们划过时尽显其飘逸之姿. They slip away across the universe.它们滑落着最终越过万物. Pools of sorrow.愁积的水潭. Waves of joy are drifting through my open mind.欢乐的浪花,都从我开放的头