The Quiet War - DAT

Details
Title | The Quiet War - DAT |
Author | Drifting Away Tunes |
Duration | 5:58 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=zn0Goacso_k |
Description
Drifting Away Tunes - DAT
A Quiet War is a song for those who feel trapped in the noise of modern life, searching for a crack of light to escape through.
Every lyric is a reflection of the silent battles we fight in a world that never stops moving. This isn’t just music, it’s a mirror, a call to break free, and a reminder that even in the darkest chaos, there’s always a glimmer of hope.
🎧 Listen, close your eyes, and step outside the frame.
Lyrics:
City lights flicker like a faulty pulse,
black veins feeding dreams they can’t repulse,
Billboards preach with a smile they rent,
While my rent eats dreams I never spent.
Scrolling through lives in a perfect disguise,
Blue-light ghosts behind tired eyes,
Filters paint gold over rust and bone,
But the cracks still speak when the night’s alone.
Every laugh feels staged,
Every word pre-framed,
I’m applauded by the crowd
While my soul feels caged.
I’m fighting in a quiet war,
Bleeding where the world ignores,
Smiling like my mask don’t ache,
But inside there’s a fault line ready to break.
Can’t show the cracks, they’ll weaponize,
So I drown in noise just to hide my mind,
I’m fighting in a quiet war
Still searching for the exit door.
Emails stack like unspent fears,
Deadlines bite through the passing years,
Everybody chasing their escape plan,
But the maps are drawn by a stranger’s hand.
Therapy’s whispered like a dirty word,
But pain unspoken still gets heard,
Through shaking hands and restless nights,
Through the voice that says you’ve lost the fight.
I dream of silence, no buzzing phones,
Of a life not built on borrowed loans,
Of mornings where my lungs don’t weigh,
A hundred stones before I start the day.
If I could breathe without a clock’s command,
Maybe I’d learn to trust my hands,
Maybe I’d write my story clean,
And not just live inside the machine.
I’m fighting in a quiet war,
Bleeding where the world ignores,
Smiling like my mask don’t ache,
But inside there’s a fault line ready to break.
Can’t show the cracks, they’ll weaponize,
So I drown in noise just to hide my mind,
I’m fighting in a quiet war
Still searching for the exit door.
The world’s still spinning, the screens still glow,
But I’ll plant my feet and let it know —
This war might end, these scars might fade,
And I’ll find peace in the mess we’ve made.
#BreakTheFrame #MeaningfulMusic #EscapeTheNoise