God is forlorn

He sit there alone,
without any friend.
No one can stay along,
soon he will be dead.
And he is gazing at,
the farest spot that he can see.
Across the mountains-high,
down to the deep blue sea.

He is alone,
and we can't help.
He is standing there for his own,
alone in every step.
God is forlorn, yes, it's true,
forlorn for all eternity.
God is forlorn, has no pal,
no option, no serenity.

He sit there alone,
and he's playing with us.
I guess he has no fun,
yet, he never stops.
Because sanity can be damaged,
even when you are the lord.
Even he needs a friend,
to keep him looking forward.

He is alone,
and we can't help.
He is standing there for his own,
alone in every step.
God is forlorn, yes, it's true,
forlorn for all eternity.
God is forlorn, has no pal,
no option, no serenity.

He is sitting there alone.
Yes, god is forlorn.