Learned to Be Lonely

LEARNED TO BE LONELY

Child of the wilderness

Born into emptiness

Learned to be lonely

Learned to find your way in darkness

Who will be there for you

Comfort and care for you

Learned to be lonely

Learned to be your one companion

Never dreamed out in the world

There are arms to hold you

You've always known your heart was on its own

So laugh in your loneliness

Child of the wilderness

Learned to be lonely

Learned how to love life that is lived alone







Phantom of the Opera, Andrew Lloyd Webber

In Flanders fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae

I love this.