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[Intro] [Verse] Paper sanctuary, feeling temporary Like a cemetery for the visionary Dusty aisles in the corner light Fading spines in the morning bright Small town echoes on the wooden floor Hiding back behind the heavy door Dewey Decimal was the secret code Mapping out every heavy road Librarian with the silver hair Knew the magic that was hidden there We were seekers in a silent room Watching every single flower bloom [Pre-Chorus] Silence is a heavy sound When the wisdom is underground Turning pages till the sun goes down Lost in pieces of a ghost town [Chorus] Where did the quiet go? Nobody wants to know The sanctuary is a hollow shell Stories that we never tell Fading ink on a yellow page Trapped inside a digital cage [Post-Chorus] Where did the quiet go? Nobody wants to know The sanctuary is a hollow shell Stories that we never tell Fading ink on a yellow page Trapped inside a digital cage [Verse] Now the Wi-Fi is the primary draw Broken screens are the local law Budget cuts hit the poorest blocks Turning keys in the rusty locks Intergenerational thread is thin Losing touch with the soul within Algorithmic feed is a shallow stream Killing every single quiet dream Wealthy kids got the fiber optic Poor kids find the future toxic Shared spaces start to disappear Replaced by the static of fear [Hook] Keep the silence alive Help the story survive In the stacks where we hide With the spirit inside [Bridge] Wurlitzer keys in a minor chord Knowledge is a double-edged sword If we lose the place where we meet We're just shadows on a lonely street Dusty samples on a vinyl spin Let the history begin again [Verse] Reflecting on the space we shared Wondering if anybody really cared Class divide in the fiber line Leaving all the dusty books behind Curiosity is a dying flame Everyone is playing the same game Close the cover and dim the light Into the digital night We outgrew the peace we found Now we're buried in the noise and sound Missing what the silence taught us Before the shiny gadgets bought us [Chorus] Where did the quiet go? Nobody wants to know The sanctuary is a hollow shell Stories that we never tell Fading ink on a yellow page Trapped inside a digital cage [Outro]
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