Song | Quiet |
Artist | Tim Minchin |
Album | Matilda The Musical (Original London Cast 2011) |
[00:12.69] | Have you ever wondered, |
[00:14.54] | well, I have, about how when I say, |
[00:16.22] | say "red", for example, |
[00:17.81] | there's no way of knowing |
[00:19.48] | if "red" means the same thing in your head, |
[00:21.84] | as "red" means in my head, |
[00:23.09] | when someone says "red". |
[00:24.51] | And how if we are traveling at almost the speed of light, |
[00:27.77] | and were holding a light, |
[00:29.41] | that light would still travel away from us |
[00:32.09] | at the full speed of light? |
[00:34.04] | Which seems right in a way, |
[00:35.41] | but I'm trying to say, I'm not sure, |
[00:37.80] | but I wonder if inside myhead |
[00:39.64] | I'm not just a bit different from some of my friends. |
[00:42.62] | These answers that come into my mind unbidden, |
[00:45.90] | these stories delivered to me fully written. |
[00:48.54] | And when everyone shouts |
[00:50.04] | like they seem to like shouting, |
[00:51.54] | the noise in my head is incredibly loud. |
[00:54.48] | Well, I just wish they'd stop, |
[00:55.79] | my dad and my mum. |
[00:57.14] | And the telly and stories |
[00:59.07] | would stop for just once. |
[01:00.28] | I'm sorry, I'm not quite explaining it right, |
[01:02.98] | but this noise becomes anger, |
[01:04.90] | and the anger is light. |
[01:06.22] | And this burning inside me |
[01:07.77] | would usually fade, |
[01:09.60] | but isn't today. |
[01:10.85] | And the heat and the shouting, |
[01:12.38] | and my heart is pounding, |
[01:13.57] | and my eyes are burning, |
[01:15.52] | and suddenly everything, |
[01:17.58] | everything is quiet. |
[01:30.39] | Like silence, but not really silent, |
[01:42.39] | just that still sort of quiet, |
[01:48.08] | like the sound of a page being turned in a book, |
[01:54.77] | or a pause in a walk in the woods. |
[02:02.72] | Quiet, |
[02:11.29] | like silence, but not really silent, |
[02:22.97] | just that nice kind of quiet, |
[02:29.32] | like the sound when you lie upside down in your bed, |
[02:36.18] | just the sound of your heart in your head. |
[02:42.81] | And though the people around me, |
[02:47.74] | their mouths are still moving, |
[02:51.91] | the words they are forming |
[02:57.43] | cannot reach me anymore. |
[03:05.65] | And it is quiet, |
[03:10.95] | and I am warm, |
[03:17.36] | like I've sailed |
[03:27.98] | into the eye of the storm. |
[03:35.62] | (Eye of the Storm:a region of calmer weather found at the center of strong tropical cyclones. *Wikipedia) |
[00:12.69] | Have you ever wondered, |
[00:14.54] | well, I have, about how when I say, |
[00:16.22] | say " red", for example, |
[00:17.81] | there' s no way of knowing |
[00:19.48] | if " red" means the same thing in your head, |
[00:21.84] | as " red" means in my head, |
[00:23.09] | when someone says " red". |
[00:24.51] | And how if we are traveling at almost the speed of light, |
[00:27.77] | and were holding a light, |
[00:29.41] | that light would still travel away from us |
[00:32.09] | at the full speed of light? |
[00:34.04] | Which seems right in a way, |
[00:35.41] | but I' m trying to say, I' m not sure, |
[00:37.80] | but I wonder if inside myhead |
[00:39.64] | I' m not just a bit different from some of my friends. |
[00:42.62] | These answers that come into my mind unbidden, |
[00:45.90] | these stories delivered to me fully written. |
[00:48.54] | And when everyone shouts |
[00:50.04] | like they seem to like shouting, |
[00:51.54] | the noise in my head is incredibly loud. |
[00:54.48] | Well, I just wish they' d stop, |
[00:55.79] | my dad and my mum. |
[00:57.14] | And the telly and stories |
[00:59.07] | would stop for just once. |
[01:00.28] | I' m sorry, I' m not quite explaining it right, |
[01:02.98] | but this noise becomes anger, |
[01:04.90] | and the anger is light. |
[01:06.22] | And this burning inside me |
[01:07.77] | would usually fade, |
[01:09.60] | but isn' t today. |
[01:10.85] | And the heat and the shouting, |
[01:12.38] | and my heart is pounding, |
[01:13.57] | and my eyes are burning, |
[01:15.52] | and suddenly everything, |
[01:17.58] | everything is quiet. |
[01:30.39] | Like silence, but not really silent, |
[01:42.39] | just that still sort of quiet, |
[01:48.08] | like the sound of a page being turned in a book, |
[01:54.77] | or a pause in a walk in the woods. |
[02:02.72] | Quiet, |
[02:11.29] | like silence, but not really silent, |
[02:22.97] | just that nice kind of quiet, |
[02:29.32] | like the sound when you lie upside down in your bed, |
[02:36.18] | just the sound of your heart in your head. |
[02:42.81] | And though the people around me, |
[02:47.74] | their mouths are still moving, |
[02:51.91] | the words they are forming |
[02:57.43] | cannot reach me anymore. |
[03:05.65] | And it is quiet, |
[03:10.95] | and I am warm, |
[03:17.36] | like I' ve sailed |
[03:27.98] | into the eye of the storm. |
[03:35.62] | Eye of the Storm: a region of calmer weather found at the center of strong tropical cyclones. Wikipedia |