Quiet Loud

Even the butterfly’s wing could make a hurricane
Even the slightest shift will change the vector’s shape
A little faith could bring the mountain down
Even the smallest voice could silence the crowd
Quiet, quiet
Quiet, quiet
Could be so loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
I hear the chorus of a million dreams
Who die on paradise’s streets
Here is a war within, without
I believe in their doubt
Quiet could be so loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So loud
So do I act or do I pray
Push on the wall or walk away
Point a finger or turn the question round
Remain silent or shout
In a spiral effect the building will come down
If not this way then how
If not this way then how
How
So loud
So loud
So loud (Quiet)
So loud
So loud
So loud (Quiet)
So loud
So loud
Could be so loud