The Pursuit of Loneliness

Time flies by
Time runs out
Scent of summer dried out with haste
Autumn, waiting for it's turn with no smile on her face
Samson didn't got his hair cut, Delilah didn't do it either
The columns were not broken like the old books always said
What it feels like? What it feels like?
No scent of summer on summer, no autumn's smile too
What it feels like? What it feels like?
Samson didn't lose his hair, the columns were good and fair
It must be nice
Oh, it must be nice

Train goes by
Train runs out
Bleak lights on the wall shimmering lazily
People, sitting on the benches waiting for the ark
Get them to their utopia, free them from all the shackles
The benches aren't empty and the train doesn't come yet
What it feels like? What it feels like?
The lights are so weak, people started to wither
What it feels like? What it feels like?
Future looks so pale, the train won't stop
It must be nice
Oh, it must be nice

Me, You, Us, Them
The places are set and nothing is wrong
Loneliness, oh loneliness
Don't turn your back against me, why can't we just get along
Me, You, Us, Them
This isn't the only time to break the walls
Loneliness, oh loneliness
Don't leave me, we're not falling at all

Last train home, no one is aboard
I am here, waiting for no one
Last train home, no one is aboard
I am here, I am alone