Make friends with your loneliness Make friends with your sorrow Make friends with every Emotion that comes to visit Then say, "Fare thee well" And open the door To let them leave
We've held them captive Kept them jailed We are not their slave We are not their victim They are not us We used them For the story of "me" The same way We use all identifiers
Face your empty home Ah, but it isn't empty It is filled with light to see And air to breath And love And aliveness And peace