Lyric

The sink keeps counting

The street comes through

Your voice sits closer

Than I asked it to

I keep my face still

I keep my hands down

Every small sound

Turns itself around

I do not flinch

I make my body easy to read

Volume Left On

I cannot turn it down

Volume Left On

And I stay quiet somehow

The chair leg scrapes

A cup hits wood

Nothing is wrong

But nothing feels good

I swallow the edge

I answer on time

Volume Left On

I cannot turn it down

Volume Left On

And I stay quiet somehow

Do not ask why

I went so still

I heard the whole world

And had to hold still

Volume Left On

I cannot turn it down

Volume Left On

I wear the calm somehow