The Quiet Constant___(Lyrics in description)

Описание: Quiet Constant -Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They see the colors on the wall and ask me why they stay
Hidden in the shadows of a quiet, tired day
They say I have the voice to move the mountains and the seas
But they don't see the heavy weight that's crashing down on me
Every expectation is a stone inside my chest
I'm seeking out the silence just to find a moment's rest
They point toward the spotlight like it's some kind of a prize
But I see only hollow stares and tired, plastic eyes

[Chorus]
I don't want the golden cage or the weight of being known
I'd rather walk the garden path and feel the earth alone
The grass is never greener where the flashing cameras glare
It's burning in the heat of all the things I cannot bear
Stress is like a ghost that's trying to steal away my breath
I'm choosing peace and privacy over another living death

[Verse 2]
My art is not a product for a shelf or for a screen
It's the only way I navigate the spaces in between
They tell me that my methods don't conform to what is right
That I should change my rhythm just to fit inside the light
But I am not a puzzle piece to trim and sand away
I'll keep my rough and jagged edges to the final day
Discriminatory glances at the way I choose to live
Won't take away the little bit of soul I have to give

[Chorus]
I don't want the golden cage or the weight of being known
I'd rather walk the garden path and feel the earth alone
The grass is never greener where the flashing cameras glare
It's burning in the heat of all the things I cannot bear
Stress is like a ghost that's trying to steal away my breath
I'm choosing peace and privacy over another living death

[Verse 3]
Consistency is all I have, a steady, beating heart
I won't trade in my solitude to play a famous part
A selective few who know the truth are all I'll ever need
Far away from frantic crowds and all the corporate greed
I'm nothing if not consistent in the person that I am
I won't become a sacrifice, I won't become the lamb
Keep your red carpets and your hollow, ringing cheers
I'll take the quiet morning mist to wash away my fears

[Chorus]
I don't want the golden cage or the weight of being known
I'd rather walk the garden path and feel the earth alone
The grass is never greener where the flashing cameras glare
It's burning in the heat of all the things I cannot bear
Stress is like a ghost that's trying to steal away my breath
I'm choosing peace and privacy over another living death