On the subject of 'goodbyes', Paul Simon once sang a song titled 'Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover'. Frankly this was a fucking lie - the cheating bastard only detailed five, to my count. Even this is over-stating the case really, because when it comes down to it, no matter whether your name is Gus and you hop on the bus, or Stan and you make a new plan - it really only entails one thing and that is walking out of the door. I guess one could argue that all of this is poetic license, or being less than generous with the truth for the sake of art - taking fucking liberties is what I call it - fucking songwriters...........
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