The Right To Be Alone

Out in the woods where the shadows roam My uncle built himself a home Among the trees with the wild unknown He claims the right to be alone He says the world moves way too fast A circus train that’ll never last He traded noise for the moss and stone He claims the right to be alone He's got the right to hear the wind hum The rustle of leaves when the night comes No phones no screens just the pinecone throne He claims the right to be alone He talks to owls and the whispering creek The language of quiet is all he speaks No maps no plans no path overgrown He claims the right to be alone He says the city’s a cage of steel Where no one knows what’s fake or real Out here the truth is the soil and bone He claims the right to be alone He's got the right to hear the wind hum The rustle of leaves when the night comes No phones no screens just the pinecone throne He claims the right to be alone Track from the album "Tired Of Trouble"