Текст песни
The kettle sings a lonely tune upon the stove,
I trace the cracks along the ceiling, just to feel somewhat involved
Another Friday night, the curtains are all drawn,
The world outside is buzzing, but in here, the light is gone
And I'm dancing with my shadow on the kitchen floor,
A silent disco for one, behind a locked door
And the loneliness, it hums a familiar, low refrain,
A bitter, sweet companion to the softly falling rain
I scroll through painted smiles on a silver screen,
A gallery of faces in a world that feels so mean
They're raising glasses, laughing in some crowded, hazy bar,
While I'm a constellation, a forgotten, distant star
And I'm dancing with my shadow on the kitchen floor,
A silent disco for one, behind a locked door
And the loneliness, it hums a familiar, low refrain,
A bitter, sweet companion to the softly falling rain
I wear my solitude like a second skin,
So used to the quiet, the chaos from within
And if you saw me now, would you look right through?
Just another ghost, where the air feels thin and blue
So I'm dancing with my shadow on the kitchen floor,
My silent disco for one, behind a locked door
And the loneliness, it hums its final, low refrain,
My only, true companion in the softly falling rain
Just me and the rain
Just me and the rain
