The Echo Chamber Blues

I only hear myself these days... Every voice sounds just like mine... I built these walls for comfort, Just to quiet down the fight. But now it’s only my own echo That tucks me in at night. I say the words, then hear ‘em back— Like a loop I didn’t choose… No light, no challenge, just my shadow Singin’ Echo Chamber Blues. I got tired of all the shoutin’, So I made my little space. Now every thought just nods along— A choir with my face. I called it peace, but now I wonder What I’m learnin’, what I lose... If the only voice I let in Sings these same old blues. It’s an echo… Just an echo… Bouncin' back what I believe… Sounds like truth but smells like fear— If I only hear agreement, I might be blind to other views… Just hummin' the same sorrow— The Echo Chamber Blues. Heard a knock from the next room over— Someone singin’ out of key. Thought, "That ain’t my kind of music," So you shut the door on me? Maybe I was scared to listen… Maybe I was scared you'd fight… But when we stop hearin’ each other, Ain’t nobody gettin' right. What if truth ain't found in silence? What if love pulls up a chair? What if your pain holds some wisdom? What if I learned if I dared? Every voice adds to the music— We’re just singin’ in different keys… But if we drop these walls between us, We could write new harmonies… It’s an echo… Just an echo… Bouncin' back what I believe… Sounds like truth but smells like fear— If I only hear agreement, I might be blind to other views… Just hummin' the same sorrow— The Echo Chamber Blues. No more echooo… no more bubble… Tear these walls down, let truth speak. Ain’t no shame in learnin’ from someone Whose voice don’t sound like me. Let the tension turn to teachin’, Let the choir cut through the ruse— We were made for more than silence… We were born to bust these blues! Born to bust these blues!