You're a take away
At least, that's what small talk tells me
Yeah, you stole away
Sent by some soulful surrender
And you found yourself out in the Midwest
Entranced by the shadow of a wet past
The nature takes time
And hides you from your busy mind
An empty living space
At least you fill it up on the weekends
You seem so lonely now
The bedroom doesn't do what it used to
You wake up earlier than usual
For the paper and a cup of coffee
What is it like
To lose yourself alone in words of misery
You light a candlestick
The night's getting longer and longer
Darkness is just ahead
But moonlight saves you from fear of leaving
It always makes you smile
To see stars sit right at their zenith
What is it like
To witness alone the biggest mystery