“You wanna trust me , but I have my doubts” 孤独的梧桐树，被尘染的土壤，它还在那站著；写满逆境的叶脉，人来人往的空城，风飒摇曳、蔓延四肢，寄托在拥挤的梢，它将化为灰烬、散落，悄然刻下重生记号──‘THE GRIMP’。