It's just like him to wander off in the evergreen park
Slowly searching for any signs of the ones he used to love
He says he's got nothing left to live for
He says he's got nothing left
And this time I think you'll know
You're not alone
There is more too this, I know
You can make it out
You will live to tell
She's just like him
Spoiled rotten, confused by the lies she's been fed
And she's searching for no one but herself
Her eyes turn to green, and she seems to happy that she is here
And this time I think you'll know
You're not alone
There is more to this, I know
You can make it out
You will live to tell
You're not alone
There is more to this, I know
You can make it out
There is more to know
We're not alone
There is more to this, I know
You can make it out
You will live to tell
You're not alone
There is more to this, I know
You can make it out
You will live to tell
You're not alone
There is more to this, I know
You can make it out
You will live to tell
You are not alone
You're not, you're not
Alone
-"You're Not Alone" by Saosin
"Sometimes I dance, alone, to music no one else can hear but me. When I dance, I feel the beat of the earth's own heart rise through my feet and legs, through my loins and belly into my chest, until my own heart beats in time with the earth's. Then I wonder if you feel it too, beneath that portion of the earth's crust where you stand, or walk, or lie, or dance too. Because always, when I am dancing, I am dancing with you."
-Sins of the House of Borgia by Sarah Bower
