Loneliness Songtext
von Emily Hall

Loneliness
Is a word for another song
They met for the first time
In the moonlight
High up on the hill
The young farmer and the backpacking girl
Nature was silent as nature can be
Silence she′d known for and he was so sweet
She moved into his house
A small farmhouse
High up on the hill
With four chambers like a beating heart
Two not missing anywhere
Live as one
Two hearts in a place called nowhere
Beat as one
Long wintry nights
Bought on long talks
Long summery days
They took long walks or they stayed home in bed All was as new as the newest of days
From the top of the hill nature roared on for miles
Two not missing anywhere
Live as one
Two hearts in a place called nowhere
Beat as one
Until one day they came
With a chainsaw
High up on the hill
To make space for what would set them apart
She watched them assemble it beam by beam
Her dreams were dismantling dream by dream
They lived all alone
In a farmhouse
High up on the hill
With four chambers like a beating heart
Loneliness
Is a word
For her song