Maybe it's over for me
Because the silence is finally deafening.
The tea is cold, the hands are empty
My solitude forever is ending.
Maybe I know who I am now
That's why I'm no longer searching
The Angel on my shoulder once pondered
Now he's stuck skulking and lurching.
Maybe it's time to reach out
For a hand to partner with mine
And even if I come back empty
I've been there before, I'll be fine.
Maybe I'm done being lonely
I'm not as good company anymore
It's perhaps time to lock the window
And walk out the now opened door.