Why Are We So Alone

Why are we
so alone,
alone
why are we
so alone

our children gone,
our children gone,
our wives and
lovers flown.

old and frail,
thin and pale
with hearts
that turn to stone.

Why have we grown,
Why have we grown
these hearts
that turn to stone.

The fire is out,
the fire is out—
we are chilled
clean through
to the bone.

The sky is grey
most every day
and
we are still alone,

We try to rest,
but it’s not best
that we
should rest alone,
especially
when the fire is out
and we are chilled
clean through
to the bone.

If we must sleep,
then let us sleep
with one
we call our own,
to have and keep,
to keep and have,
and yet
we are still alone.

In dreams we hear
the oceans sing,
but these songs
are not our own.
We are old and frail,
thin and pale,
our hearts
have turned
to stone.

The sky is grey
most every day
a faceless,
lifeless dome.

We search for one
that we might love
and
find nobody home.