Love

Up here in the shadows, All alone. Nothing to do but wait To communicate. Lost in space, so far Away. Lost all contact With every living soul. Taking it day By day. Hear yourself say, "Where has Everybody gone?" Drifting away Further from each other. We can simulate From here To the stars above us. But it's only smoke and mirrors. A fabrication. Fabrication. A poor imitation of love. I read the writings of a man of years Ago. Soaked up the soul From the words he wrote. I could just tell He was losing his mind. Looking for traces Of humankind. Drifting away Further from each other. We can simulate From here To the stars above us. But it's only smoke and mirrors. A fabrication. Fabrication. A poor imitation of love. A fabrication. Fabrication. A poor imitation of Love.