And what about that man?
What about you?
What about Denshaws?
What about you?
Martin, for a worthless old drunk
No earthly good to anyone
It doesn't matter anymore who you were or where
Every town, every city is just like the last
A waypoint on an endless road that goes nowhere
A place to stop running, to think, to hide
Another job, another name
Is that enough?
It has to be
It's all you've got