one blade in sea of grass
one grain of sand
forced through an hourglass
just another face
in a plenitude of others
a solitary star in space
light years from his brother
yet with solitude comes peace
the comfort and warmth of the golden fleece
never caring sometimes sharing
yes I'm happy to be alone
no one to wake-up when i get home
i look outside from the pleasure dome
knowing that i’m free to roam