Lately I lost track of time and I can't seem to find my piece of mind,
Please excuse me for the pause but I had to etch it down as im riding in the stars,
and its all the same and we try to point fingers but who's to blame,
so I keep my head high as I constantly soar trying to touch the sky

Give me a reason,give me and angel and we will take flight,
give me the papers give me the voice and we will make right,
so much at stake so why wait around for,
life's the sweetest when your drinking from the nector.

(Chorus)
The quiet hype is the song I am,
No applause I'm the champion im marching to my drum,
the quiet hype the signal that I get on your television set
deeper and further and further it gets

Was a girl looked to her father,
was an artist and creator loved his daughter a quiet genious a renesonce man tought me how to write a song and play in a band,
humble legend in his own light but he never quiet made it to the spot light,
didn't see past the age of 50 it's up to me to carry on his legecy.
But if I never see my name in lights
I know that it's gonna be alright
my attentions will be true I'll keep that in mind

(Chorus)
The quiet hype is the song I am,
No applause I'm the champion im marching to my drum,
the quiet hype the signal that I get on your television set
deeper and further and further it gets

Here I am,all i can do is wait,
here I stand,all on my own two feet,
on my own,nothing comes easily
nothing new to me all the same to me

(Chorus)
The quiet hype is the song I am,
No applause I'm the champion im marching to my drum,
the quiet hype the signal that I get on your television set
deeper and further and further it gets

**Mr. Lisbôa.