i was afraid to be alone. now im scared thats how id like to be. all these faces none the same. how can there be so many personalities? so many lifeless empty hands, so many hearts in great demand. and now my sorrow seems so far away until im taking by these bolts of pain. but i turn them off and tuck them away.

everyday makes them stay now.

what gray clouds! what hard rain!

if anyone can bring me up from this its no one. its You.

Oh, Great Lover lead me home.