And I told myself boy away you go
It rained so hard that it felt like snow
Everything came tumbling down on me
In the back of the woods
In the dark of the night
Paleness of the old moonlight everything just felt so incomplete
Dreaming of revelry
Society is afraid of alone.
Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements.
Like people must have problems if after a while nobody is dating them.
But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless.
Lonely is healing if you make it.
