Halloween

How did we get here?

How the hell?

Pan left, close on the steeple of the church

How did I get here?

How the hell?

Christmas

Christmas Eve, last year

How could a night so frozen be so scalding hot?

How could a morning this mild be so raw?

Why are entire years strewn on the cutting room floor of memory?

When single frames from one magic night

Forever flicker in close up

On the 3D IMAX of my mind

That's poetic

That's pathetic

Why did Mimi knock on Roger's door?

And Collins choose that phone booth

Back where Angel set up his drums

Why did Maureen's equipment break down?

Why am I the witness?

And when I capture it on film

Will it mean that it's the end?

And I'm alone