Perhaps merely lonely The griefling sought out like Perhaps merely lonely They stole a yellow bike Perhaps merely lonely They hid in a dark alley Perhaps merely lonely They set a monster free Perhaps merely lonely The monster ran amok Perhaps merely lonely And by…

There are few things worse than A cold house at the end of a long day.

Our chats on long boring days About nothing and everything Me impatient, you ever the story teller Never thought a time would come When I longed for one more story, one more impossible dream It was, it is too much to bear

My sorrow drifts like lingering smoke I brand myself the fool cause I fell in love with you. There’s our song playin on the juke. Hot desert days Waitin for it to play another tune. My lonely hearts been blue Come spring time glory Bring…

Fortunately for her, she was a loner. Never concerning herself with the midnight luxuries so many chased, the constant need to remain fast paced, solitude was her place. What consumed her now was of thicker value. Tighter knots of wisdom and robust intellect. Speaking her…