After so long, Guess I shouldn't complain; There's always sunshine, And not ever rain. There's no neighbors shouting At night when I'm home, And I'm left completely alone. Silence is golden When you're in a crowd, But silent aloneness Is silent out loud. Aloneness is cherished Where men can't run free, But no more aloneness for me. The nighttime stars whisper And cry in their sleep. They want me to join them, To share what they keep. They shine and they sparkle, And weep just for me. They call me to beckon; I know it can't be. For silently lonely, No friend by my side, No virtue to cling to, Not even my pride, I stand in the star's light And gaze toward my home. Can a man die from being alone?