Somewhere beneath the noise A quiet breaks apart Another day of looking fine With nowhere left to start A practiced smile A steady hand A thousand things No one understands The world keeps moving The hours turn Some things are heavy Without a word And it gets harder to explain A kind of hurt without a name When even standing still feels like You're running out of strength to fight There's a weight nobody sees A silent war beneath the skin A thousand words caught in the throat With nowhere left to let them in The smallest things become a climb The hours blur, the days unwind What once came easy slips away And even words refuse to stay No single wound No clear design Nothing to point to Nothing to underline Just something pulling from within A door that will not open No proof (just thought) No sign (just blind) No reason you can underline No cry (just still) No flame (no will) Just waking up and feeling strange There's a weight nobody sees A silent war beneath the skin A thousand words caught in the throat With nowhere left to let them in Still breathing underneath it all Still standing, even when you fall Some battles leave no outward scars Some nights are heavier than they are Not every breaking makes a sound Not every lost soul can be found In all the things they used to do In all the strength they once went through Maybe nothing needs a name Maybe the hurt can simply stay Until the words come back again Until the weight shifts, just a little Still here Still breathing Still here There's a weight nobody sees A silent war beneath the skin But even when the words run dry The truth is still alive within Still breathing underneath it all Still here beyond the rise and fall Some battles leave no outward scars And unseen wounds are wounds they are Somewhere beneath the noise A quiet still remains
