What It Means To Be Alone - The Dear Hunter

Oh, you were born with the sun

And oh, you will die with the moon

And everything you thought you had, you lost

But now, you’d never lose what you don’t have

Prayers from above, never answered quite enough

Now the only one you have is

You, with this cruel and bitter heart

You were cold and in love, left here naked in the sun

Run, scared, from this cruel and bitter world

This has only begun, as the bombs are bursting on

Smoke arose on azimuth glares, bodies brood in frigid winter air

Where families' sons are robbed beneath their feet, and hearts concede

«Ab ovo,» the angel sings, «Ad astra»;

our eyes to the sea

We thought that we had a cause for suffering

And reason enough to die alone

Oh, but you, with this cruel and bitter heart

You were cold and in love, left here naked in the sun

Run, scared, from this cruel and bitter world

This has only begun, as the bombs are bursting off

With our feet beneath us, with our hands to the sky

We extend our limbs begging «why oh why?»

Don’t turn away!

Prayers from above, never answered quite enough

Looking up never offered you too much

Now the only one you have is…