Only. Lonely. Heavenly.
A bit like a floating ice-berg in the night sea. How sad & alone it must feel. Drifing in its own melancholy, memories & more. Swaying in an almost comfortable sadness. Or a sad numbness. Collectively like that Pink Floyd song.
Until it got his with that metal monstrosity called the 'Titanic'! Poor iceberg! He was just floating there like a harmless gentle giant till that arrogant people-laden vessel came around & knocked (the hell out) on his door. So much comotion. Noise. Debris. Emotional water-works. Electrical fireworks. Poor iceberg. Must've been scared wetless.
Don't be sad when you're lonely. Float high. Shine bright. You're your spotlight. Enjoy it! You never know when a careless Titanic might be around your corner. 'Cause Adam was doin' pretty ok on his own in heaven, if you know that I mean...