Solo (So Low)

Solo, it isn't a dream Solo, it's just what it seems An empty thing Waitin' on somebody who never calls Listening in the night to something Scratching 'round behind the walls Solo, with no one to care Solo, the cupboards are bare So I'm now to dine On free, stale crackers and a fifth of gin And say you're fine Feeling like something that the dogs dragged in No one has to laugh, still safe and warm With peace of mind after storms Solo, you stare into space Solo, scared to look at your face Scared to find Someone in the mirror who you can't recall Pale and blind Talking to himself and saying, "Fuck 'em all" No one must admit, chances are few To try to be someone new No one gets to play with nowhere free Peace at last guaranteed