-Detective, your mind created an entire reality where your wife survived in one and your son in the other, meaning you can’t tell whether you are awake or asleep at this very moment-
"I’m awake with my wife and I close my eyes, I open them and I’m awake with my son"
-Well I can assure you detective this is not a dream-
"It’s exactly what the other shrink said: seeing them, feeling them, having them in my life; if it is a problem, that’s what I’m happy to have. Trust me, when it comes to let one of them go I have no desire to ever make progress."
She’s watching the taxi driver, he pulls away She’s been locked up inside her apartment a hundred days
She says, “Yeah, he’s still coming, just a little bit late He got stuck at the laundromat washing his cape” She’s just watching the clouds roll by and they spell her name like Lois Lane And she smiles, oh the way she smiles
She’s talking to angels, counting the stars Making a wish on a passing car She’s dancing with strangers, falling apart Waiting for Superman to pick her up In his arms, In his arms Waiting for Superman
She’s out on the corner trying to catch a glimpse Nothing’s making sense She’s been chasing an answer A sign lost in the abyss, this Metropolis
She says…Yeah, he’s still coming, just a little bit late He got stuck at the Five and Dime saving the day” She says…If life was a movie, then it wouldn’t end like this Left without a kiss Still, she smiles, the way she smiles, yeah
She’s talking to angels, she’s counting the stars Making a wish on a passing car She’s dancing with strangers, she’s falling apart Waiting for Superman to pick her up In his arms, In his arms She’s waiting for Superman
To lift her up and take her anywhere Show her love and climbing through the air Save her now before it’s too late tonight Oh, like a speeding light And she smiles
She’s talking to angels, she’s counting the starsMaking a wish on a passing car She’s dancing with strangers, she’s falling apart Waiting for Superman to pick her up In his arms, In his arms She’s waiting for Superman
To lift her up and take her anywhere Show her love and climbing through the air Save her now before it’s too late tonight She’s waiting for Superman
This is the place that you all made together so that you could find one another. The most important part of your life was the time that you spent with these people. That’s why all of you are here. Nobody does it alone. You needed all of them and they needed you.
“Life in Sardinia is maybe the best a man can wish to himself: twenty four thousands km of woods, countryside, shores bathe by a miraculous sea should agree with what I would advise the good God to give us as a Paradise”
"Look at them all, heading to work, living their lives, all with a story to tell. All with a future. I was like them. I was like you. And then, then this happened to me. I was on my way somewhere. I had plans, dreams. I had people who loved me. I had family. And now, all I can do is wait. I’m not waiting to be saved, it’s to late for that. I’m waiting to be found." TO DON’T FORGET. LOST BUT NOT FORGETTEN
There are seven billion people in the world, but we all look the same when we lie. Dilated pupils, oblique eyebrows, an upturn lip, the smallest line on your face, the slightest body movement. It all tells a story, it may be human nature to lie, but the truth is written all over your face.
The question isn’t: Who are you?
The question is: Who did I turn out to be?
Who am I to you?
Are faded chalk marks and scratches on the floor the only evidence that I was here, or did some scribbled note, some fragment of a proof, invert your perception of the world; even confirm it, cementing what you knew in your heart to be true, with the balance of left column to right?
What footprints have I left behind? Do they endure, or has the ocean of discovery washed them away already?