Solitude


Solitude


Do not hide in stoic solitude

Or languish in your heritage of guilt

You taught me how to see my truth

Come and live in this house that we've built

There are no heroes among the lonely

Only martyrs mocking time

While secret anger deals death slowly

From a deck of silent lies.

We judge our lives from day to day

Some of us grow and seek the light

Others seek shadow and fade away

Fallen stars in the endless night

Put their sorrow behind you

Everybody got their choice

There's nothing we can do but shatter

Their frozen silence with a joyous voice


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