When I'm Alone
To be alone is to be with one's self
I the thnk whole time through
I wonder about my future
Make plans to see things through
When I'm alone I climb inside my
Head where time stands there transfixed
I drift around, my thoughts abound
And only the the sound of reality
Stirring me
When I'm alone my only friend is the music
That engulfs me
It takes me away
So far away
And lifts my very being
But then I return at the end of the track
Back to reality
Back to my town
I'm bored
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