Guppy doesn't move forward, but he does stare intently at the sound.

"But soon there were the ones,
Just used it to get high...
It's time to break the needle,
You'll see we'll still get by..."

He grimaces. The tune is good, but the lyrics read like they were written by a teenager.

And then he sees a teenager. And he gasps, recognising the familiar mop of dark curls. And his immediate thought is that he's about to see something horrible happen to what is presumably his son...