James Daniel Nelson

Lyrics

Lonely man lonely

He tells himself again that he will grow accustomed to the silence
The absence of another breath
He hides behind the headphones and loves to lean on music.
Afraid to live, scared to death
And so in solitude, he plays; music fills his nights and days
But he knows there’s something missing.

Lonely man, lonely man, lonely man, lonely man

Recollections and reflections, all are poorly lit and faded gray
They’re always victims of interpretation
Scenarios will rearrange, fact and fiction interchange.
The truth will yield to the imagination.
And he has yet to realize it’s only to himself he lies
'Cause no one else is listening.

Lonely man, lonely man,
sitting in the dark with his guitar.
He plays for no one, he plays for no one.
Lonely man, lonely man
Does anybody know how good you are?
No one knows ‘cause he plays for no one
No one knows

Lonely man, lonely man,
sitting in the dark with his guitar.
He plays for no one, no one.
Lonely man, lonely man
Does anybody know how good you are?
He plays for one, no one

And so he’s all alone; he will grow accustomed to the silence
The absence of another voice
Sometimes he hears the whispers, and they pull him towards the music
And there’s no choice