Everybody knows that the boat is leaking. Everybody knows that the captain lied... And everybody knows that you're in trouble... Everybody knows it's… - Leonard Cohen

I don't want to be a star, merely dying.

I see you standing on the other side. I don't know how the river got so wide. I loved you, baby, way back when. And all the bridges are burning that We might have crossed and I feel so close to everything that we've lost. We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again. Now I bid You farewell, I don't when I'll be back. They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track. But you'll be hearing from me, baby, long after I'm gone. I'll be speaking to you sweetly From a window in the Tower Of Song

It's hard to hold the hand of anyone who is reaching for the sky just to surrender