Stranded on an island all alone,
No company or friends to call my own
Just sitting in the quiet
Trying just to fight it
But madness comes and goes
I need some noise, a song, a sound.
Just try my best to stick to ground.
I can't think straight when things are hushed
My mind goes wild, thoughts are rushed
Madness comes and madness goes
But in the silence no one knows
So the point is, I need some sound
A way to break the quiet all around
Because otherwise I might go mad
Just sitting in the silence.