The music through the phone
Turned up to high
To drown out the fear...

No

Its turned up in the hope
Of turning the world on its head
Or me on mine

It bangs on my ears
I turn inside
I try to connect
To the beat
Outside my reach

Its a shield keeping me from feeling
In ways I don't want
Its out of my grasp
And I try to reach
And hope I'll be pulled through
Hoping
And still no closer
It becomes a sound
beating
against deaf ears