Alone again I seem to find
There’s none before and none behind-
An endless string of solitude
Eroding at my fortitude.
Oh, wishing for the string to break,
For someone’s hand that I might take.
But loneliness, that rope that binds,
Alone again I seem to find.
There’s none before and none behind-
An endless string of solitude
Eroding at my fortitude.
Oh, wishing for the string to break,
For someone’s hand that I might take.
But loneliness, that rope that binds,
Alone again I seem to find.
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