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The Sound

The Static comes in slow

You can feel it grow

Our stream of conscience flows

Under the streets below

 

The rivers made of sound

Still running underground

Runs like a silent flood

We run as thick as blood

 

Can you hear it rise

Up from the ground

Can't drown it out

Can you hear it now

 

This is the sound of a heartbeat

This is the sound from the discontented mouths

Of a haunted nation

We are the voice of breaking down

 

Can you hear me?

This is the sound of the desperation bound

By our own collision

We are the voice of breaking down

 

The static comes alive

Beneath the broken skies

John Perkins said it right

Love is the final fight

 

Let it rise above

Rise above

There is no song

Louder than love

 

This is the sound of a heartbeat

this is the sound from the discontented mouths

of a haunted nation

we are the voice of breaking down

 

Can you hear me?

This is the sound of the desperation bound

by our own collision

we are the voice of breaking down

 

Can you hear it rise

Up from the ground

Can't drown it out

Can you hear it now

 

This is the sound of a heartbeat

This is the sound of the discontented mouths

Of a haunted nation, we are the voice of breaking down

 

Can you hear me

This is the sound of the desperation bound

by our collision, we are the voice of breaking down

 

This is the sound

This is the sound

 

------------------------------------- Switchfoot - 'The Sound'

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Taken on November 21, 2008