

I was chosen, but nobody told me
Had to walk through fire just to show me
Why I never fit in with the crowd
Why my silence always felt so loud
I’m chosen but quiet
I don’t need to prove it
I walk with a purpose
Even when I lose it Different path,
different role
That’s the life
of a rare soul
They laugh now, but they’ll see later
Pain turned me into a creator
Every fall built who
I am
Now I rise with a different plan
I’m chosen but quiet
I don’t need to prove it I walk with a purpose Even
when I lose it Different path,
different role
That’s the life
of a rare
soul
In the stillness I hear my call
Ancient whispers break through the wall
Chosen fire burns soft and true
Quiet power rising anew (ooh) (ahhh)
(chosen...
quiet)