The Loud

The less we reap the more we sow
The more we feel the less we know
Heavy hearts made from stone
Can we break them down to bone

Take a look down the barrel of the gun
No you don't like that you'll take it on the run
How can he shoot without the barrel on the gun
You take his absence as some victory you've "won"

Turn the volume way down low
The less you hear the less you know
The more you scream the less you hear
The louder you are the more you appear

Put a muzzle on all those you frown upon
When there is silence then your voice can carry on
How can they be heard with that muzzle on
You take your volume as a majority of some

The less we reap the more we sow
The more we feel the less we know
Heavy hearts made from stone
Why do we put them on the throne



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Mcardle
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