I had a dream last night that I was at a party hosted by Johnny Knoxville. There was a lot of cocaine around and whenever someone asked me to snort a line, I demurred.
Walking by the bar, I saw the lead singer from the band fun and stopped to be a fan boy. "Oh, man, I love your music." I wanted to ask him about a particular line from a particular song, but I couldn't remember the line and I couldn't remember the song.
Kevin Bacon was sitting next to him, and when I noticed that, I told Kevin Bacon I loved his music too, even though I can't recall even hearing any of it.
Then I woke to the sound of silence and the cars were cutting like knives in a fistfight.
If you're lost and alone or you're sinking like a stone....