i like to drive through the city at night
the neon lights blink like stars and it reminds me that i'm not as alone as i thought i was
in this vast expanse of human life there is surely someone who feels this way
maybe that someone is you
maybe that someone is someone i will never meet
but i hope that someone is having a good day
they are owed that much
because i am owed that much
and my illnesses and my flaws do not make me a bad person
and if that someone is you
the same goes for you
i hope you go home to warmth and safety
but if that isn't possible i want you to know
you are home to me
and i am home to you
and we are one
and that is beautiful