"Seems I'm not alone at being alone"

Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home

This is why we pray "O Morning Star...come and enlighten those who dwell in darkness and the shadow of death." It is also why, being Eve's banished children, we cry out to the Blessed Virgin, to whom we bring our sighs, mourning and weeping in this vale of tears, to turn her eyes of mercy toward us and after this, our exile, to show unto us the blessed fruit of her womb, Jesus- Who is the Morning Star.

O Oriens,
splendor lucis aeternae, et sol justitiae:
veni, et illumina sedentes in tenebris, et umbra mortis