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后来我记忆深处的那晚生活场景，仿佛电脑硬盘存储的文件，一直都没有删除，更不会去格式化，不止一次地被什么路径的指令打开，不止一次地在人群中止步，驻足，凝神，静思，有时候，真的是心潮澎湃，还不得不，强忍眼泪，比如听到这首歌：

Everybody's Got A Story
（the link is the lyric from Toronto singer Amanda Marshall）

而每回在ＴＶ或电影中，看到战争中人民的流离失所妻离子散，看到茫茫海洋上的海难事故，甚至，只要一看到惊涛骇浪的镜头，我就会想到那晚，男友之外，另一双酒后红红的男人眼睛，和红眼中闪闪的隐隐泪光。

Everybody's Got A Story

和男友把盏论天下的另一个男人，除了普罗大众口中的“越南华侨，加拿大难民，打工仔，老光棍"，他的身分，还有一个在新闻媒体，甚至国际外交文件当中，使用曾经相当频繁的专门术语，叫”越南船民“。

他是谁？！是他生他长的土地越南人吗？是他中国血统的母父让他学国语学汉字的中国人？越南他回不去了，中国他回不去了！

他的故事就是汪洋大海中的一叶小舟，载着他这样的越南船民，在汪洋上飘啊飘，泰国上不去，马来西亚上不去，新加坡上不去，菲律宾上不去，印度尼西亚上不去！

你能理解那份所有的希望都已经支离破碎的伤心，那份寒彻心肺的绝望，那份铭心刻骨的无助，那份途经之处，被所有的大陆所有的陆地拒绝越南船民靠岸入境的生--不--如--死?

纯朴如他，日复一日地做他照章纳税的加拿大公民，也许没有桌子ＭＭ式样的豪言壮语感叹和上纲上线的什么众生平等小学教师一般的谆谆教导，但想象一下，只需要想象一下，经过三个多月的无助无望的汪洋漂泊之后，总算终于踏上加拿大土地的的心情吧！

这是这个大千世界上，唯一展开胸怀，接纳越南船民的土地啊！

一杯黄酒在手，两行浊泪挂脸，出生入死大难不死之后的人之生命，如果没有一份深厚”感恩“之心，如何还能负重前行？

他的故事讲完了，中国城出租房司空见惯昏黄的厨房空间，三人对座，静如黎明前的清晨，最终打破这寂静的，是平时一副大男人坚强模样男友的嚎啕大哭。

陪他无语落泪，手轻轻地放在他的后背，我真的很懂他的泪水。

也许，不该画蛇添足给ＲＯＬＩＡＮＳ一个说明，但他全力以赴一门心思主攻老美的ＭＢＡ学校申请，那么好的成绩那么强的背景，二十多份申请，居然全线覆灭的惨局，跟茫茫大海上的漂流无家可归，可是同样的心情？

脚下这块值得”感恩“的土地啊！！！

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alalalalalalala ohhhh ohh yeah

Verse
You walk up to me and say
"Feel like I know you baby"
And then take a sip of your cherry coke now
Now who drinks a cherry coke?
Maybe you're nervous, I see that bead of sweat
Dancin' on your cheek
Your words are like cheap champagne
I get the point but it's much too sweet

I'm so tired of the dance
This carousel of superficial conversation
Gets me nowhere...

Chorus
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
Yeah everybody's got a story that could break your heart

lalala lalana nanana nana na naaa

Verse
Now who can read the mind
Of the red-headed girl next door (mm)
Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off or the
Or the classmate that you ignore
Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see
'Cause that classmate just lost her mother
And that taxi-driver's got a Ph.D

I'm so tired of the fear that
Weighs us down with wrong assumptions
Of broken hearts and natural function

Chorus
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart (your heart)

Solo
lalalala lalala ladada da da da

Bridge
So dig deep (dig deep)
Deeper than the image that you see (dig deep)
Lift the vail and let your true self breathe (dig deep)
And show the world the beauty underneath (she kills this note, haha)

Chorus
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

Outro
That could break your heart baby
Everybody's got a story, oh yeah
lalala nanana lala nanana
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