They said his head was up in space and they would bring him down to Earth, Essentially he came from nothing and that is what he was worth, He’d never get to go to university to learn, Only degrees he’d ever show would be the first degree burns they told him he was too bright, That’s why no one ever looked him in the eyes, His judgment became clouded So did the sky, With evaporated tears
他们说他总是高高在上， 可得让他明白“云”“泥”并不一样， 他自虚无中诞生，虚无就是他的价值。 他永无可能考上大学， 他能得到的唯一学历， 就是靠近他的第一个被烧焦的学历。 他们说他太过明亮， 所以没人能够和他对视。 他的判断因此蒙上了阴云， 天空充满了蒸发的眼泪，