Edith Frost - One-chord complaint lyrics

( Drag City Supersession album )

There is no comfort so

Familiar as the silence

Inasmuch as we touch

We understand each other

As for us we've become

Surrounded by the silence

Refugees from our dreams

We didn't dare surrender

I would not love for naught

He never seemed to feel it

Sometimes i wish that i

Could be content without counting

Still my words won't be heard

Above the crowd i'm playin'

And my words stand unheard

They'll disappear to silence