Even the butterflies wing could make a hurricane, Even the slightest shift, will change the vectors shape A little faith, could bring the mountain down Even the smallest voice can silence a crowd Quiet quiet, quiet quiet Could be so loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud I hear the chorus of a million dreams Who die on paradise's streets Here is a war within, without I believe in their doubt Quiet could be so loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So do I act or do I pray Push on the wall or walk away Point a finger or turn the question round Remain silent or shout In a spiral effect the building will come down If not this way then how If not this way then how How So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud So loud Could be so loud