Solitude

We were there. As we were.
You were there on your own.
In your lonesome zone.

I were there, too on my own.
Too in my lonesome zone.
Desperate for anything.

In desperate attempts to mend our lonesome worlds
I died trying, just like Custer did.
Died trying, slayed for nothing, died for nothing.

Trying to mend our lonesome worlds into one,
Realizing that solitude is what makes us go on,
In the same direction,
with no sight nor future.
I see the horizon of forever.
We are alone, together.

私たちは一緒に孤独である。