White Noise from Tunnel by Benedict Benjamin

The spinning rock that we live on top came to a standstill yesterday
That breath intake when what couldn’t shake ever so slightly starts to sway

It’s all noise until someone starts singing from the heart
It’s all noise till you take a long look into the dark

The mask has slipped fabric torn and ripped though some still choose to look away
Though the streets are clear something happened here there’s a sleeping giant awake

The noise and fear, sound fury and tears will exhaust itself and abate
Though life returns and the sun still burns all that anger still lies in wait

It’s all noise until someone starts singing from the heart
It’s all noise till you take a long look into the dark

It’s hard to take the blame when you’re not used to being wrong

We don’t question out history here how we got to this happy end
The parts we hide and the ghosts inside will unbury themselves again

• 60s pop
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