We bitch and we fight. <br />Diss each other on sight. <br />But this thing we do. <br />These times again. <br />Rain or shine, or stormy weather. <br />This thing we do. <br />With world-weary grace. <br />We've taken our places. <br />We could curse it or nurse it and give it a name. <br />Or stay home by the fire, <br />Fed by desires, stocking the flames. <br />But we're here for the ride. <br /> <br />It's louder than words. <br />This thing that we do. <br />Louder than words. <br />The way it unfurls. <br />It's louder than words. <br />The sum of our parts. <br />The beat of our hearts. <br />Is louder than words. <br />Louder than words. <br /> <br />The strings bend and slide. <br />As the hours glide by. <br />An old pair of shoes, your favorite blues. <br />Gonna tap out the rhythm. <br />Let's go with the flow wherever it goes. <br />We're more than alive! <br /> <br />It's louder than words. <br />This thing that we do. <br />Louder than words. <br />The way it unfurls. <br />It's louder than words. <br />The sum of our parts. <br />The beat of our hearts. <br />Is louder than words. <br />Louder than words. <br /> <br />It's louder than words. <br />This thing we call soul, <br />Is there with the path. <br />Louder than words. <br />Louder than words!
