The solitary man struts the streets Oblivious to the snow and the show Gaze firmly fixed to the horizon No rush - he's learned to take it...

Stuck on island of your own Trapped inside your room for a thousand days Reliving all the battles past Thinking of the realm that you...

The will to live was shattered The lust for life was battered Trust in self was compromised Mind and soul lobotomized And the rest...

Nothing really matters I'm just another man who fell to Earth Beau, oui, comme Bowie But none of that matters Some wizard drawing...

Another night wandering aimlessly Meandering and lonely Gas guzzling in this old cab This old scab Turning right on 27th Left on 33rd And...

Daniel Greenbaum was a self-made man. He was a Brooklyn boy who had risen from an often bullied Jewish boy from Crown Heights to the CEO...