We flew here to see you. My feelings and I. I looked down on the city. From up in the sky. The sun was reflecting. From the roofs and the water. Spring had come early.
Here today. Gone this afternoon. Another tune we almost remember. What's the story. Sex and drugs again. Business as usual. The clock's already ticking.
Everything crashed. His wife left him. He lost all his money. And most of his friends. He lay awake all night. Lonely and desperate. Contemplating starting again.