Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too
The flowers are dyin’ like all things do

恍若隔世的几个月，生活和工作，工作和生活，深度交织。每天都如热锅上的蚂蚁，周遭的不适，强烈的内心冲突，话越来越少，人越来越自私，拥抱变化，改变自己，简简单单的说词，难以落到实处，不知不觉已三十又一。世界百年未有之大变局，身处之中，缺浑然不知，生活在经验里直到大厦崩塌，云层深处的黑暗，淹没心底的景观。

I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes

I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes

I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes

I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes

I’m a man of contradictions, I’m a man of many moods
I contain multitudes

I’ll play Beethoven’s sonatas, and Chopin’s preludes
I contain multitudes