The quiet thoughts no one hears
Long nights remembering my worst fears
Waiting silently for the sun to rise
Telling more people more happy lies
The darkness appears the thoughts set in
No-one to share the false clown grin
Another face for another crowd
Inner loneliness screaming out loud
No-one to listen, the crowd have all gone
A thousand people now I stand just one
Like a pebble stranded on a clear white beach
It seems this pebble is silently out of reach
The night awaits the loneliness begins
Another night were loneliness wins
Loneliness a drug I would love to ban
Alone writing the loneliest man
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