empty room

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