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