Illumination brighten a dwelling, but when it comes to no one, they remain unseen. Dwellings without human presence remain dull. Not a soul to greet the lamp, not a soul's dwelling to
brighten. Uninhabited dwellings remain desolate of illumination, leaving the lights with no purpose. Light seeks humans, but in not a soul's residence, there's no one to brighten.
- 04/13/01:39
- Pink Floyd Nobody Home Lyrics
