It’s lonely here tonite
and all alone inside
my skin

while music plays
and pretty soon
the air is filled with
shadow shades
that sing,

lament, remind me of
my failure to be what
you wanted, what
they wanted.

And there…

in yon wood there
sits the bear
in silverlight
there in the rising
dark and that bear
part and parcel
of itself and
of the wood

but me…alone
inside this skin
well, it’s lonely
here tonight
inside this skin

inside this skin