As the night turned colder, the boy grew afraid He'd never been outside the house quite this late He thought of his father and sisters and cried And reached for the pig who had long left his side I drifted out past the light Swept up in permanent night I sang to my star, but she was too far away Without someone to relate to There is no crooked or straight truth And nothing and no one to hold you Down with beliefs that control you You stop being someone's reflection And see what it is To be weightless I lost the structure in things I lost the weight of my dreams I was never so scared as when I was finally free But being alone is how I got hold of me