This city bleeds.
Came back after 30 years. I found nothing but ruins.
They say in this life we stand alone. They're wrong. We stand together; together with all the wrong people for all the wrong reasons, and that's far worse.
Somewhere in the crowd I see you. You hold a ticket to New York and a jar of marmalade. The only smiling face in a sea misery.
In the end it's us that will run away. Not the friends, not the lovers. Just you and me. "Undefined" is the best title.
Me? I always want the unattainable.
Promise me eternity or burn; burn like the magnificent star you are and take me down with you.