Solitude Songtext
von Aaron Thompson

I′m on a bus with a neon sign that says "Double Happiness"
And it's been a lonely July and I′m running out of breath
And it's midnight in New England and I've got the only light
On my way back to Baltimore, Route 95
And I′m thinking of a movie star and only silhouettes
And the more you think about it, the less you understand
The antagonistic hero and his artificial grin
Ride their bicycles to war as the sun begins to set

Solitude′s the root and existence is the tree
And you cannot eat the fruit without pushing past the leaves
And the harder that it hurts, the louder you can sing
And a life without some pain doesn't mean a thing


Well, a gypsy from Los Angeles drew visions from my hand
She said, "I don′t know where I'm going, but I′m sure about the end"
She pulled out a faded picture of an orchard and the sea
She said, "I used to live there before the war took him from me"
And I thought if broken hearts could
Kill, we'd all be dying lonely deaths
And we′d be actors in that movie and we'd all be silhouettes
But the hand that goes around the clock and it comes back again
So stand up and cast your shadows on the cold pavement

Solitude's the root and existence is the tree
And you cannot eat the fruit without pushing past the leaves
And the harder that it hurts, the louder you can sing
And a life without some pain doesn′t mean a thing
Solitude′s the root and existence is the tree
And you cannot eat the fruit without pushing past the leaves
And the harder that it hurts, the louder you can sing
And a life without some pain doesn't mean a thing
Oh, it doesn′t mean a thing