Pen and paper lying there
With no thoughts or hand to guide them
The dry well is abandoned for its sins
But never let to hide
Sometimes we need a hiding place for the truth
To fight its way
Through the lucky strikes of our youth
Battle weary then
We can stop pretending
That we are not alone
Morning glass across the lake
Brings the first real peace in years
But no relief or sympathy
For another hope drowned by fear
Sometimes real love is just a look and a question away
Still we let it go
As if there's ever a right thing to say
Having missed again
We're left to wonder when it is
That we are not alone
We are not alone
Are we strangers forever
To ourselves, and so the world?
Cover me
From the downpour of memories
That wash me from the streets
I've yet to walk upon
That I've yet to walk upon
Sometimes home comes to you
It's like a ricocheted bullet
That somehow still flies true
And when you've lived your way
To that fateful day, you'll know
That we are not alone
No, we are not alone
When you find it's true
It all falls right back on you
You'll now that we are never, never, never, never
Alone