there is comfort in the sound...

i wish we could open our eyes...
to see in all directions at the same time...
oh what a beautiful view...
if you were never aware of what was around you...

and it is true what you said...
i live my life like a hermit in my own head...
but when the sun shines again...
i'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in...

sorrow drips into your heart like a pin hole...
just like a faucet thats drips and there is comfort in the sound...
while you debate half empty half full...
it slowly rises again, your love is gonna drown...