Alone
Lying, Thinking, Last night
Trying to find myself a home
Where my soul is without thirst
and my heart...without moan.
I've learned one thing
And my emptiness proves I'm not wrong
That nobody
But nobody
Can make it out here alone
Alone..yes alone
maybe like the rest of society
I lay here all alone
I don't know others
but I know my heart lones for
joy in the morning
happiness in the night
and peace of mind,
no one can clone
Cause nobody
But nobody
Can make it out here alone
Alone,
yes alone
Maybe like the rest of society
I lay here all alone
Now if you listen closely
You'll hear what I hear
The breathe of a single soul
The intellected thoughts
of a man whose feelings are getting cold
A man whose suffering
from a suffication of frustration
A conglamoration of thoughts
That has led him to become God's Patient
Patient for purpose, life, and peace
So as the frail night falls
and the morning dew rises,
He'll have someone there...
to call...
because Nobody...
no nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Monday, October 18, 2004
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