I was headed for the fantastic lights. No doubt about it. Could it be that I was being deceived? Not likely. I don't think I had enough imagination to be deceived; had no false hope, either. I'd come from a long ways off and had started from a long ways down. But now destiny was about to manifest itself. I felt like it was looking right at me and nobody else.

Walkin' through the leaves fallin' from the trees, Feelin' like a stranger nobody sees.

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul.

Ring the bells for the blind and deaf.

I'll remember you. When I've forgotten all the rest.You to me were true. You to me were the best.

Maybe in the 90s or possibly in the next century people will look upon the 80s as the age of masturbation, when it was taken to the limit; that might be all that's going on right now in a big way.