[female
vocals] (
Soft
piano
notes
echoing)
Yeah
Sometimes
the
silence
is
the
loudest
thing
you
hear
When
you're
building
in
the
dark
Just
keep
going
You
do
it
scared,
even
when
your
hands
are
shaking
You
do
it
broke,
with
the
empty
bank
account
you're
facing
You
do
it
tired,
dragging
feet
through
the
morning
dew
Doing
it
alone,
just
the
shadow
and
the
truth
There’
s
no
applause
when
you’
re
walking
through
the
rain
No
flashing
lights
to
help
you
cover
up
the
pain
But
you
stay
consistent
while
the
city
is
asleep
Sowing
all
the
seeds
that
you’
re
destined
to
reap
Success
don’
t
belong
to
the
one
who
shouts
the
most
It
belongs
to
the
one
who
fights
the
silent
ghost
When
nobody’
s
clapping,
you
gotta
clap
for
yourself
Keep
the
vision
steady,
put
the
doubt
on
the
shelf
King
Austern,
keep
your
head
held
high
Underneath
the
Mazabuka
sky
Your
future
self
is
waiting
for
the
work
you
do
Everything
you’
re
building
is
coming
back
to
you
It’
s
heavy,
yeah,
the
weight
of
the
dream
is
real
Sometimes
you
wonder
if
the
struggle
has
a
wheel
But
you
push
it
forward,
inch
by
inch,
day
by
day
Finding
the
strength
to
never
turn
and
run
away
They
don’
t
see
the
hunger,
they
don’
t
see
the
sweat
They
don’
t
know
the
prices
that
you’
ve
had
to
pay
yet
But
don’
t
look
for
validation
in
a
stranger's
eyes
Victory
is
hidden
in
the
quietest
of
sighs
Success
don’
t
belong
to
the
one
who
shouts
the
most
It
belongs
to
the
one
who
fights
the
silent
ghost
When
nobody’
s
clapping,
you
gotta
clap
for
yourself
Keep
the
vision
steady,
put
the
doubt
on
the
shelf
King
Austern,
keep
your
head
held
high
Underneath
the
Mazabuka
sky
Your
future
self
is
waiting
for
the
work
you
do
Everything
you’
re
building
is
coming
back
to
you
It’
s
not
for
the
fame,
it’
s
not
for
the
show
It’
s
for
the
fire
that
you
refuse
to
let
go
Even
when
the
floor
drops
out
from
underneath
You
bite
down
hard
and
you
grit
through
your
teeth
Keep
going
Just
keep
going
Success
don’
t
belong
to
the
one
who
shouts
the
most
It
belongs
to
the
one
who
fights
the
silent
ghost
When
nobody’
s
clapping,
you
gotta
clap
for
yourself
Keep
the
vision
steady,
put
the
doubt
on
the
shelf
King
Austern,
keep
your
head
held
high
Underneath
the
Mazabuka
sky
Your
future
self
is
waiting
for
the
work
you
do
Everything
you’
re
building
is
coming
back
to
you
Yeah,
Mazabuka…
Keep
your
head
up
They
don’
t
have
to
see
you
to
believe
you
Just
keep
working
Your
future
self
will
thank
you
Believe
that (
Fade
out
with
piano)