Quiet

So What If I Find A Different Way
To Face The Day
To Hear You Say
You’re Wrong
But I’m Right
It’s My Song
I’m Running
I’m Flooding
From The Faces
That Won’t Try To Fight
From The Places
That Hide In The Night
I’m Stopping
I’m Drowning
How Are You To Know
Which Way To Go
When You Haven’t Heard
The Subduing Cries
In My Head
I Know This Has Been Said
But I’m Not Dead Yet
I’m Running
I’m Flooding
From The Faces
That Won’t Try To Fight
From The Places
That Hide In The Night
I’m Stopping
I’m Drowning