Comfort


It’s noisy and disjointed in this tangled mess
I’m jarred and jangling on a raw and jagged edge
It’s like a picture that has faded the colours have all blurred
And I’m drawn to the comfort of strangers.

Oh lead me not into temptation
To fight these feelings of frustration
I want a stillness inside and a silence of mind
And to stop dreaming of the comfort of strangers

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