Sometimes it is best to be in solitude
To separate from the crowd
So no one will intrude
As you mumble tales alone aloud...

The neighbours have ears
the neighbours will hear
pricked by harshness and the numbness
their ear drums will tear...

The hurt that is in there
the heart can hold no more
in solitude it is safe
it is a medicine it is a cure...

The rumours they carry
to the world about me
my solitude one day
would replenish all...