Comforting Sounds

[Verse 1]

I don't feel alright

In spite of these comforting

Sounds you make

I don't feel alright

Because you make promises

That you break

[Verse 2]

Into your house

Why don't we share our solitude?

Nothing is pure any more but solitude

[Verse 3]

It's hard to make sense

Feels as if I'm sensing you

Through a lens

If someone else comes

I'll just sit here listening

To the drums

[Verse 4]

Previously

I never called it solitude

And probably you know

All the dirty shows I've put on

Blunted and exhausted like anyone

Honestly, I tried to avoid it

Honestly

Back when we were kids

We would always know when to stop

And now all the good kids are messing up

Nobody has gained or accomplished

Anything

[Instrumental / Violin]