Something by The Parlor Lyrics

I write you messages and receive no response
The enduring chill, my mouth is dry with want
No drink that passes my lips ever calms my shakes
So I sit and wait for the day when you say something
Something, anything will do, I’m waiting for you

When I call out across a quarry I hear my voice in return
It confirms my existence: ego, echo, in turn
This wall of rock, it won’t reply
I’m not sure why I try
To make you say something that proves that I am something
Something, anything will do, I’m waiting for you