lyrics by Chris Cornell
music by Ben Shepherd

I think I know the answer
I stumbled on and all the world fell down
And all the sky went silent
Cracked like glass and slowly
Tumbled to the ground
They all say if you look hard
You'll find your way back home
Born without a friend
And bound to die alone


I'm thinking of your highness
And crying long upon the loss
I've found
And on the plus and minus
zero chance of ever
Turning this around


Why doesn't anyone believe
In loneliness
Stand up and everyone will see
Your holiness


They say if you look hard
You'll find your way back home
Born without a friend
And bound to die alone