All is not forgiven.

In San Francisco
On Telegraph Hill
Should have spoken up then
Because now I never will

You made me long for the world
You made me loathe and curl
Destroyed, unemployed
Unprotected

You made me feel like a child star
You crashed my dreams in a car
Every child star dies young
So they say

Don't judge me now
Don't judge me at all
Anyhow
Years ago I may well have impressed you

But look what human lifetimes do
Scarred and barred by time
And this largely self-destructive
Brain and body of mine

I pick up my cross and walk on.