In some type of way, 

There is comfort between the melodies,

Similarity in the lyrics,

The words whispered, deeply into my ear

Altering each and every brain wave.

Every key,

Every simplistic word,

Yet softly spoken,

Reaching deep into my soul,

Resonating with every emotion felt through my bones.

Goosebumps up my spine, my arms too.

Feelings of turmoil, as harsh waves damage the body 

Marks of pain and agony 

Terrifyingly similar to how the past damages so many

Leaving them distraught and unwary 

Listening to the similarity between the lyrics 

In some type of way,  

Each song, seemingly curated to perfection,

Unlike those listening.