Don't Make A Sound


Good men have died
While others tried
To make this place home
Born from the dust
To lives of dirt
Then souls of stone

Don't make a...
Don't make a...
Don't make a sound

I've searched the fire
I've searched the storm
I've made my plea
I've felt the Earth shake
Yet the voice still escaped me

I'm tired I'm torn
I'm lost I'm worn
I'm out to sea
I'm cracked I'm bruised
I'm shamed I'm used
But I still believe