Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone, I walk alone.
I don't even know how I got here, or what I'm doing here.


To my right i see a plane that has just crashed, it's burning, and two survivors are running and calling out for help. 
But i walk alone. I walk alone.


To the left i see an old run down hospital but there are two ambulances outside loading an elderly couple into them. 
I walk alone, I walk alone.


I turn around behind me because I hear a car screech. A helpless lab has just been hit and is panting for breath. I turn to go run and help, but something turns me back around. 
Yet I continue to walk, alone. I walk alone. 


As I continue to walk I see a piano that has never been played, and pointe shoes that have never been danced in. I see a Arizona State acceptance letter, and as I reach to grab it, it bursts into flames. 
I walk in shame. 
I walk alone. 


I look  up and see something glistening in the sun, a ring. I slip it on my left finger. 
I continue to walk alone.
I see white fabric flowing in the wind. I pick it up and put it on my head.  I see a bouquet of flowers. And as I pick them up I turn and walk onto the Boulevard of Dreams. 


I'm no longer alone.