Solo, I sing here again
Respect rather than adoration
All my thoughts and focus
The years I have spent on you
There's not a lot I can show for it
Reached out hands are fading
Nothing else that I would do
Safe in obscurity
Deeper ambitions
Create and listen
A hermit cares not for what most people crave and implore
No, I wanted something more
I aim to be left alone from those not in the know
I stand to have control
Leave me all on my own
A kindred spirit
I hear from the animals
Try to seek that which I need
Of wealth or status, I don't see