I don't feel alright
In spite of these comforting sounds
You make
I don't feel alright
Because you make promises
That you break
Into your house
Why don't we share our solitude?
Nothing is pure anymore but solitude
It's hard to make sense
Feels as if I'm sensing you
Through a lens
If someone else comes
I'll just sit here listening to the drums
Previously I never called it solitude
And probably you know
All the dirty shows I've put on
Blunted and exhausted like anyone
Honestly I tried to avoid it
Honestly
Back when we were kids, we would always know when to stop
And now all the good kids are
Messing up
Nobody has gained or
Accomplished anything
In spite of these comforting sounds
You make
I don't feel alright
Because you make promises
That you break
Into your house
Why don't we share our solitude?
Nothing is pure anymore but solitude
It's hard to make sense
Feels as if I'm sensing you
Through a lens
If someone else comes
I'll just sit here listening to the drums
Previously I never called it solitude
And probably you know
All the dirty shows I've put on
Blunted and exhausted like anyone
Honestly I tried to avoid it
Honestly
Back when we were kids, we would always know when to stop
And now all the good kids are
Messing up
Nobody has gained or
Accomplished anything
Lyrics submitted by Belle-and-Eric-Hajdu, edited by oiseaux, LasseSand
Comforting Sounds Lyrics as written by Johan Haslund Wohlert Bo Rune Madsen
Lyrics © Fintage House Publishing
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This song has a great pacing buildup to the instrumental climax. Even the ending is perfect, it just leaves you hanging for a splitsecond and then you hear the finale. I do agree with the drug interpretation. Although "blunted" could refer to an actual marijuana blunt, I think that it's rather implying a kind of numbed state of consciousness. Like a sharp point- or sharp mind- that has been reduced to a blunt and ineffectual point. "Comforting Sounds" has particular importance to me. I started listening to Mew after a rough couple of semesters at college. At first I was working 2 jobs plus classes. But when I quit one job, I had so much free time that I just started drinking more and more. It got to the point in my second semester where I was drinking upwards of 12 beers about 5 or 6 days a week after work. Once summer rolled around, I had a on-call job and would rarely be called in and wound up drinking about every single day. I got pulled over one day, thrown in jail for 7 hours and got a DUI. Over the next few months I couldn't believe what I'd done. Being in a relatively prestigious school and never having received as much as a parking violation, I felt I'd really fucked up. That's when I found this song- and I felt I could really sympathize with it.