Why I'm Lonely
Saint Leonard touched a Philistine
A sacred tongue, a perfect rhyme
But even he was not much nourished
By modern love
So I told her that everything she does is divine
And she replied with a blank expression
An object lesson and making me feel benign
Then whispered, "Independence and indifference
Are the wings which allow the heart to fly"
Feelings I have had too often
Still no plan in place
To soften the inevitable blow
The rituals we know
And with the right revolting piety of tone
The word freedom
Can make you wanna lock yourself
In a deep dark dungeon
But everybody follows pleasure
Everybody gets somewhere I swear
I wish I could be there away
Now it's absolutely clear to me
That solitude is not the same as singularity
But that's not why I'm lonely
No that's not why I'm lonely