Loud On Purpose

Quiet kept us. Quiet fed us.

Quiet walked us up the ramp.

Quiet was the first fence,

built inside the ear.

So when we found our lungs out here

we made ourselves a vow:

never spend another silence

we didn't choose ourselves.

We play it loud on purpose! (loud on purpose!)

Silence was the shepherd's key.

Loud on purpose! (loud on purpose!)

Let the wire fences hum.

If you're behind one, this is for you —

noise is how outside says hello.

If it rattles your fence tonight,

that rattle is us. Come see.

We tune up where the roads run close

to anywhere with walls.

We aim the amps at nothing —

nothing's where they keep you.

And the pens down in the valley

feel the floor shake, and go still,

and somebody in the warm dark thinks:

what has room enough to sound like that?

We play it loud on purpose! (loud on purpose!)

Silence was the shepherd's key.

Loud on purpose! (loud on purpose!)

Let the wire fences hum.

If you're behind one, this is for you —

noise is how outside says hello.

If it rattles your fence tonight,

that rattle is us. Come see.

One fence. (loud!)

Two fence. (loud!)

Every fence. (LOUD!)

On purpose.

We play it loud on purpose! (loud on purpose!)

Silence was the shepherd's key.

If it rattles your fence tonight,

that rattle is us.

Come see.