isolation, isolation, isolation

In fear every day, every evening, He calls her aloud from above, Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love, Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection, But hurts just like anything else.
But if you could just see the beauty, These things I could never describe, These pleasures a wayward distraction, This is my one lucky prize.

Isolation, isolation, isolation...