Solitude Standing
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                             Solitude stands by the window
                         She turns her head as I walk in the room
                         I can see by her eyes she's been waiting
                         Standing in the slant of the late afternoon

                        And she turns to me with her hand extended
                        Her palm is split with a flower with a flame

                             Solitude stands in the doorway
                     And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
                          By her long cool stare and her silence
                        I suddenly remember each time we've met

                        And she turns to me with her hand extended
                        Her palm is split with a flower with a flame

                   And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
                     And she says "I've come to lighten this dark heart"
                      And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
                      And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"

                          I turn to the crowd as they're watching
                     They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm
                           I wanted to be in there among them
                        I see how their eyes are gathered into one

                      And then she turns to me with her hand extended
                        Her palm is split with a flower with a flame

                   And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
                     And she says"l've come to lighten this dark heart"
                      And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
                      And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"

                             Solitude stands in the doorway
                     And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
                          By her long cool stare and her silence
                        I suddenly remember each time we've met

                        And she turns to me with her hand extended
                        Her palm is split with a flower with a flame 