Hope For Lonely

You can hear the whirring of the electrics when you're lonely,
And passing through the wires that hold your lives apart.
You can hear the needle click as it stops at the end of the song.
You can hear the beat of your breaking heart.
You can hear the rain rolling down the windows when you're lonely,
And seeping through the walls you built for protection,
You can hear the creaking as the ghosts drift across your floorboards,
You can hear your body's dejection.
You can hear the wind whistle where her laughter was, when you're lonely.
And haunting the bones that can't keep out the cold.
You can hear the chime of the clock, telling you the time's run down, finally
(well, it had to, of course... eventually).
And you can feel her,
And you can hold her.
And if you do - who knows? -
She may love you again,
If only for a second.