Manhattan from far, tomorrow it will be even further away, it will disappear in the distance of memories. New York will transcend into a magic land, unreal for me. Christmas is taking over people's visions, let it be, be free, free from work and consumption. But hunt the family, care, share. To see, be aware is the key. Squeeze the orange, drink from the vine, but keep the pleasure near. Don't forget that regret is punching you down, let that boom not be the sound of your fall.