Welcoming September's Silence Songtext

Tone breaks, (through the) silence, (filled with hopeful words), and forget names. As I make my voice an entrance, faced realization with your humour.

A smile, sensual, innocent. This cord makes it hard to rest myself. Listen to a silent scream for help, life is what's happened since you last checked in. Hard to see you on phones. Your voice is my sign that I listen, who holds the instrument to stop?

Broken, stolen, by screams of lead.

It holds true, the picture real. Bed, a locked door, a phone call from you. Shiver, I want these thoughts gone, I want these thoughts gone, of breaking glass, and my voice alone.