Nice story David, he [Bruce] is obviously still in your❤

Get into the car

We'll be the passenger

We'll ride through the city tonight

See the city's ripped backsides

We'll see the bright and hollow sky

We'll see the stars that shine so bright

Oh, stars made for us tonight

Oh, the passenger

How, how he rides

Oh, the passenger

He rides and he rides

He looks through his window

What does he see?

He sees the silent hollow sky

He sees the stars come out tonight

He sees the city's ripped backsides

He sees the winding ocean drive