真相很少纯粹,也绝不简单。
"The truth is rarely pure and never simple."
In a field by the river my love and I did stand,And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
我希望我的音乐能把人们带到另一个地方。
It always seems impossible until it's done.