john takes a seat so he can wind his watch not working anymore but it`s so good to touch it`s the only solid evidence of what he`s done and seen it helps him to remember his past life was not a dream it used to tell the time when he was young but time means nothing now he has a clear view of the sun john stopped me on the street today he didn`t have that much to say i said i had to get to work but he begged me to stay there was a look in his eyes i`d never seen before i couldn`t walk away i knew i wouldn`t see him anymore he bummed a smoke looked off into space awhile then he looked into my eyes and unleashed a fleeting smile dennis it`s so good to see you you have no idea just how bad it`s getting on the street i try to hide away but they find me every day and i`m so tired of the heat yesterday i heard the news they sent me a letter said it was suicide but i know better