Can I cry? I find myself in this room with robot parts scattered around, but what happened, who am I? Where am I? I will flip through some photo albums to search for an identity, I vaguely remember it was 1950 and I was dating a guy named Philip, then I remember nothing... it seems Dick was his last name, hmm; mystery of faith n.564'897
Spandau Ballet - Chant No 1 (I Don't Need This Pressure On)