Why are you singing? Do you not like me? I thought you lived alone just to be with me.
What are those words? They aren’t your own. Your lips turn down when you speak It hurts me to hear.
I’m feeling lonely. We haven’t spent that much time together recently. I’m not angry I’m always here And you fit so perfectly in my fingers Bracketed inside those walls.
Let me help you think You should listen to your thoughts Can you really hear yourself with all that din?
Everyone has ideas But you can’t beat your own
So come back And bounce them around. Let them echo inside your head Clattering. Growing. Breaking down and reforming. What you’ve seen can always change. Two perspectives are never the same
Don’t be scared. It’s only you. What is there to be afraid of?
So turn off the light. Crawl into bed. And think yourself to sleep.