Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone, I walk alone. I walk along a dirt road leading to the city. In the city I am shoved and kicked by all of the people hustling and bustling about me, but I still walk alone. Nobody hears my pleas for help or my shouts to move.
I walk alone, I walk alone. It is snowing and their is pure silence. I see a broken down truck in front of an old burned down house. There is still a little amber glowing from the recent fire. I see a snow angel in the front yardbeginning to be covered up by the new falling snow, never to be thought of again.
I walk alone, I walk alone. I see broken dreams. I walk alone and even my thoughts leave me on hold, with a song to replace them.