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Police car screams down the highway / Ambulance speeds downtown
Preacher pounds the pulpit / Jackhammer shakes the ground
TV reporter is yelling / As a hurricane barrels in
Landscaper’s two stroke engines / Like a NASCAR race no-one ever wins
What can I do, can’t hear myself think
Can’t tell what I’m feeling at all (unless I)
Keep my voice down, Keep my mouth shut, Keep my thoughts to myself
I can only hear well When I keep my voice down. Keep my mind open, Keep my ear to the ground
For a whisper of a sound Gonna keep my voice down
So we prattle our way through a party / And we shout our way through a fight
And we clamor for a crisis / So we can give sage advice
And we’ve never felt more divided / Still we talk ourselves to death
If we listened to the uninvited / Is there a chance we would meet ourselves (gonna)
And when it comes down to my boy and wife, Do I really listen to what’s on their mind
When a feeling has been building up, Do I let them talk, or do I interrupt, And when there’s a song for my soul to write
I’ll never begin with a manic mind,Just gotta shut the door, turn off the noise,And wait for the lines to rhyme