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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
Oh, oh
The river's 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 a 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
Oh, oh
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 a desperation bound
By our own collision
We are the voice of breaking
Down
Down
Let it rise above
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 a desperation bound
By a falling condition
We are the voice of breaking
Down
This is the sound
This is the sound
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This is the sound
This is the sound
Down
We are the voice of breaking
By a falling condition
Of a desperation bound
This is the sound
Can you hear me?
Down
We are the voice of breaking
Of a haunted nation
From the discontented mouths
This is the sound
Of a heartbeat
This is the sound
Can you hear it now
Can't drown it out
Up from the ground
Let it rise above
Down
Down
We are the voice of breaking
By our own collision
Of a desperation bound
This is the sound
Can you hear me?
Down
We are the voice of breaking
Of a haunted nation
From the discontented mouths
This is the sound
Of a heartbeat
This is the sound
Louder than love
There is no song
Rise above
Let it rise above
Oh, oh
Love is the final fight
John Perkins said it right
Beneath the broken skies
The static comes alive
Down
We are the voice of breaking
By our own collision
Of a desperation bound
This is the sound
Can you hear me?
Down
We are the voice of breaking
Of a haunted nation
From the discontented mouths
This is the sound
Of a heartbeat
This is the sound
Can you hear it now
Can't drown it out
Up from the ground
Can you hear it rise
We run as thick as blood
Runs like a silent flood
Still running underground
The river's made of sound
Oh, oh
Under the streets below
Our stream of conscience flows
You can feel it grow
The static comes in slow
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