this song is about having a voice, and the decision to use it or not to. what do you keep inside? what do you decide is relevant to others? do you share your deepest secrets? do you reveal your vulnerability? do you allow someone else to see the areas of yourself that you don't care to recognize? what or who is it that brings you to the point of complete surrender? ~cd
lyrics
How was she to know
Makin it fine, doin it on her own
How was she to know
Solemnly swore, she’d never need anyone
As she looked around
Her t’s crossed, i’s dotted one by one
As she looked around
Livin her life as though it were not her own
Never knowing something else was inside
Blindly turning away easier to hide
Standing before her the key to unlock the door
Her walls crumbling, she can’t hide anymore
The violence shakes her, to find all that’s buried here
The strength of one voice that brings her far to near
What can she do now, with all that she has found
Keep it in, don’t make a sound
She tries not to fall
The pain of knowing there’s no one to catch her
She tries not to fall
Shattered dreams of ever after
She won’t let it show
She hopes that maybe in time it’ll fade away
She won’t let it show
How can she feel, all that she’s locked away
Never knowing something else was inside
Blindly turning away easier to hide
Standing before her the key to unlock the door
Her walls crumbling, she can’t hide anymore
The violence shakes her, to find all that’s buried here
The strength of one voice that brings her far to near
What can she do now, with all that she has found
Keep it in, don’t make a sound
Don’t make a sound
Don’t make a sound
Don’t make a sound
shhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Her hands are tied
Still searching for her silver lining
Her hands are tied
Living her life without even trying
She knows the way
Never to find all she’s come to know
She knows the way
The only choice she has is letting go
Never knowing something else was inside
Blindly turning away easier to hide
Standing before her the key to unlock the door
Her walls crumbling, she can’t hide anymore
The violence grips her, to find all that’s buried here
The strength of one voice that brings her far to near
What can she do now, with all that she has found
Keep it in, don’t make a sound
Don’t make a sound
credits
from Wrestling Consciousness,
track released September 27, 2011
claudine; writer/lead & bg vox
isaac bolivar; guitar
jason wall; drums
mark kenoly; bass
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