To be alone is to be foolish
To be alone is curiously noble
To be alone ain't to be lonely
To be alone keeps you mobile
Don't be surprised when you come back
From yer pre dinner ablutions
If i haven't found a reason
To be alone it's my only solution
I didn't think i could fall apart by degrees
Didn't think it'd be the ghosts that i grieve
I just didn't think..
When yer sad, the night begins and you get some chances again
To be alone is to feel the slap o the sun
To be alone is yer aegis
To be alone keeps a loose regime
To be alone keeps you faceless
Don't be surprised when the deal is done
If you don't blush from yer soles to yer carbuncular nose
Why did you spend all (up) that dull energy
Just to be alone
I didn't think the postures a luxury
Didn't thank the lessons in patience and greed
I just didn't think....
And when you sleep. perchance to dream
And when you sleep,perchance to dream on something other
Than need for cover
The means becomes the end
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