PVRIS《January Rain》

Always forgive, but I can't forget,
I'm stuck in a moment,
You made permanent,
An unspoken omen,
Fell from the high,
Cried through the nights,
But you didn't know it,

Always knew you would leave me dry, I,
Wasn't ready to say goodbye,
Somewhere in the bitter and the sweet a dream,
When we were gonna be okay,
It'll wash out in the January rain?
My eyes are red, the roses are dead,
You know I still hold them. https://t.cn/R2WJvzp

只是想知道你会不会主动，可惜再也收不到你的消息
愚蠢的行为总会付出代价，仅存的那点联系也已经烟消云散
不知是否已经全然忘记，忘了也好，就当我只是生命中的小小过客罢了吧
Calling, screaming inside of my soul,
It's my fear of loving what's dearest to us all.
Sun is fading,
It will set forever.

毛姆在《月亮与六便士》说艺术家只要活出个性，哪怕有无数个缺点也可以原谅。这确实是很多看热闹不嫌事大的吃瓜群众的态度。但艺术家身边的人未必就会这么想了。男主抛弃的妻子未必会这么想，被男主勾搭又被抛弃的勃朗什，心中恐怕只有恨（"she realised that to him she was not an individual, but an instrument of pleasure"）！艺术家和艺术家创作的艺术是两回事。毕加索创作的艺术再精彩，也改变不了他本人是三查男的事实。