alone in a room... in a house... in a town
looking for something that can not be found
trying to lose what can not be evaded
alone in a world that's indifferent and jaded
the rain shows no mercy, like the pain that's inside
and the aching of my body and the love that was a lie
this journey feels like life itself... wandering without aim
a sleeping chamber made of earth is where I want to dream
the further I go, the closer I follow behind
everything I know and the burdens of my mind
I like cemeteries better than these street cafe's
the dead remind the living of the things coming our way
no place feels like home and I'm so tired of being alone
but eyes that watch across the room are just a stranger's face
the sun has broken through the clouds, the high is kicking in
I'm wandering through places that before I'd never been
and I'll take a vow of silence for I do not want to talk
I'll sit and write this poem down, and then I'll simply walk
I want to find a place to sleep where chilling winds won't find me
where ghosts of memories have no more power to remind me
and as I go I find that I am holding my own hand
falling deeply in love with the stranger that I am
