All There Is A Song by Gregory Alan Isakov And I lied to you when I knocked upon your door. See, I was nowhere near your neighborhood. lovemelancholy
I love to be alone I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. Henry David Thoreau, Walden Upstream Color Original Soundtrack solitudefriendship