Donna Williams Makes it Rhyme

Donna Williams Makes it Rhyme
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Sound Of Solitude

Sound of solitude echoing through the night
are you calling with a broken lonesome heart
or just playing a role in nature's setting after dark?
Fall is coming soon and with it will vanish the sound of the loon.
The only cry that shall remain is the one that runs within my veins.
Maybe it was calling my name, maybe baby, maybe.
The last refrain is a tune echoing in my brain.
A loony tune echoing in vain.
An echo within my heart.
How can it ever be tamed
when we are so far apart.
Lost in the wilderness
wandering through the dark.
Sound of solitude echoing through the night
are you calling with a broken lonesome heart
or just playing a role in nature's setting after dark?