We cannot do it alone

Lying, thinking Last night

How to find my soul a home 

Where water is not thirsty 

And bread loaf is not stone 

I came up with one thing 

And I don’t believe I’m wrong 

That nobody, But nobody 

Can make it out here alone. 

Alone, all alone 

Nobody, but nobody 

Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires 

With money they can’t use 

Their wives run round like banshees 

Their children sing the blues 

They’ve got expensive doctors 

To cure their hearts of stone. 

But nobody No, nobody 

Can make it out here alone. 

Alone, all alone 

Nobody, but nobody 

Can make it out here alone. 

Now if you listen closely 

I’ll tell you what I know 

Storm clouds are gathering 

The wind is gonna blow 

The race of man is suffering 

And I can hear the moan, 

‘Cause nobody, But nobody 

Can make it out here alone. 

Alone, all alone 

Nobody, but nobody 

Can make it out here alone.
— Maya Angelou (1928-2014)
Nikki Lynn