What It Means To Be Alone

Oh, you were born with the sun,
Oh, you will die with the moon.
And everything you thought you had you lost
But now you'd never lose what you don't have.

Prayers from above, never answered quite enough.
Now the only one you have is you.

With this cruel and bitter heart
You were cold and in love,
Left here naked in the sun.

Run scared, from this cruel and bitter world.
This has only begun as the bombs are burst off.

Smoke arose on azimuth glares
Bodies brewed and frigid winter air
Where families sons are robbed beneath their
Feet and hearts conceit Ab Ovo
The angel sings Ad astra
Our eyes to the sea, we thought
That we had a cause for suffering and
Reason enough to die alone.

With our feet beneath us
With our hands to the sky
We extend our limbs begging Why oh why?

Don't turn away.

Prayers from above, never answered quite enough.
Looking up never offered you too much
Now the only one you have is...