[INTRO] (distant traffic, bass enters) Everybody's talking. Everybody's right. Everybody's got an answer. Nobody's listening. [VERSE 1] There's a man on the television Selling fear by the pound There's a preacher on the corner Saying heaven's coming down There's a woman in the grocery store Counting every little dime And a billboard selling happiness For ninety-nine ninety-nine Everybody's screaming About what everybody needs Meanwhile somebody's hungry Three blocks down the street [PRE-CHORUS] We make so much noise We can't hear the truth We keep building walls Then complain about the view [CHORUS] Look at all the noise we make All the noise we make Talking over one another Till nobody can hear a thing Look at all the noise we make All the noise we make Maybe peace ain't somewhere we go Maybe it's what we stop doing. [VERSE 2] Everybody wants a villain Everybody wants a side Everybody wants somebody They can blame when something dies We turn pain into entertainment Turn outrage into gold Turn a stranger into a monster Then wonder why we're cold And every screen keeps glowing While another siren sings We know the price of everything But don't know what anything means. [CHORUS] Look at all the noise we make All the noise we make Talking over one another Till nobody can hear a thing Look at all the noise we make All the noise we make Maybe peace ain't somewhere we go Maybe it's what we stop doing. [BRIDGE] (drums fall away) Turn it down. Just for a minute. Turn the television off. Turn the telephone over. Turn the argument into a question. Turn the question into listening. (Rhodes) You might hear your neighbor. You might hear yourself. You might hear the little voice You've been drowning out For years. [VERSE 3] I don't have the answer I don't pretend I do But I know every revolution Starts with somebody listening through Not every battle needs a winner Not every wound needs a name Not every person who disagrees Has to become your enemy Maybe that's where change begins... Not with another voice. With somebody finally saying... "Go ahead. I'm listening." [FINAL CHORUS] Look at all the noise we make All the noise we make Talking over one another Till nobody can hear a thing Look at all the noise we make All the noise we make Maybe peace ain't somewhere we go Maybe it's what we stop doing. [OUTRO] (bass, distant horn) Turn it down... Turn it down... What do you hear? (silence) Exactly. (single drum hit)
