"If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell. But pieces come together for some reason just as well. Their guns couldn't see us, there's a sea outside my door. And one day I'll appreciate the rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore...
And remember what it felt like... To be alone... Sitting in the sunlight... All alone..."
Sorry, it's just that Future Reflections, especially the whole last part, is extraordinarily beautiful to me.