Sombre

I've been looking out from my window pane

Watching treetops change

Tryna feel less strange

But this uneasiness in my chest

Won't let me rest

How can I wake up and just get dressed

When I can find nothing in this mess

Sombre

I'll be sombre

I've grown tired and ill

Fighting life uphill

Sombre

I'll be sombre

I've grown tired and ill

Fighting life uphill

I've been trying hard to alleviate

But hardships spread like ink

And the system has worn me thin

I keep claiming the miles that I've fallen back

But the world hurries on, and they move the track

Is there grace for the lost? For me?

Are these dues that I'm paying back

In this bedroom I've stained black?

(In this bedroom I've stained black?)

In this bedroom I've stained black?

(In this bedroom I've stained black?)

In this bedroom I've stained black?

Sombre

I'll be sombre

I've grown tired and ill

Fighting life uphill

Sombre

I'll be sombre

I've grown tired and ill

Fighting life uphill

(Sombre)

(I'll be sombre)

(I'll be sombre)

(I'll be sombre)