

{spacey synthesizer pad swells,
112 BPM, key of G major,
soft electronic drums enter}
They made me seem so uncredited
And when I go up to the hills
One day I swear I'll find something But right now I'm just
listening for silence
And if I go somewhere else then
Well I don't know exactly where I'd go So I guess I'm
just listening for silence
When I go somewhere
Would you tell me where to go?
Or would you show it up?
I know that And if everything was down Would you pull me
to the ground? Or would I jump back up
and keep singing? I,
I know I would keep singing
I have a little something to tell you
I know I'm gonna be the best of my kind
So now I'm gonna go into the hills And I'ma show you
what I am here
for
And it's gonna be great
And I'm gonna sing louder than you've ever heard me sing
Let's sing, sing, sing
So let me tell you a little something I know I'm gonna
be the best of my type
'Cause I'm listening for silence I
know I'm gonna be the best of my type
I'm listening for silence
What will I see if I look over the hill?
I'm, I'm trying
to Trying, trying, trying to try And if I
never even go there then What
will happen then? I'm listening for silence Hey,
let me tell you a little something I'm gonna be the best
of my type And I'm gonna be the best of my kind