and horrors that were n't childish at all : his father , lost in his own bedroom and bawling with fear ; barry newman , running from henry 's office with that vast look of terror on his face , terror because he had been asked to look at something he would n't , perhaps could n't , acknowledge ; sitting awake at four in the morning with a glass of scotch , all the world a dead socket , his own mind a dead socket and oh baby it was a thousand years till dawn and all lullabys had been cancelled .