Lyrics A Whisper and a Clamor (Live) - Anberlin
Growing
tired
of
bedside
resolve
Politics,
lay
out
the
pressure
Something's
got
to
give
now
Something's
going
to
break
down
I
grow
tired
of
writing
songs
While
people
listen
but
never
hear
What's
really
going
on
now
Tell
me,
what's
so
wrong
now?
Clap
your
hands,
all
ye
children
There's
a
clamor
in
your
whispering
Clap
your
hands
tonight
Hear
what
the
silence
screams
Clap
your
hands
Clap
your
hands
now,
all
ye
children
Clap
your
hands,
all
ye
children
There's
a
clamor
in
your
whispering
tonight
For
most
of
men
that
believe
Hell
is
never
knowing
who
they
are
now
Tell
me
who
you
are
now
Finally
saved
from
the
outside
Trapped
in
what
you
know
Are
you
safe
from
yourself?
Can
you
escape
all
by
yourself?
Clap
your
hands,
all
ye
children
There's
a
clamor
in
your
whispering
Clap
your
hands
tonight
Hear
what
the
silence
screams
Clap
your
hands
Clap
your
hands
now,
all
ye
children
Clap
your
hands,
all
ye
children
There's
a
clamor
in
your
whispering
tonight
Clap
your
hands
Clap
your
hands
now,
all
ye
children
Clap
your
hands
There's
a
clamor
in
your
whispering
tonight
It's
not
the
lives
that
you
save
But
what
the
silence
will
scream
It's
not
the
lives
that
you
save
But
what
the
silence
will
scream
It's
not
the
lives
that
you
save
But
what
the
silence
will
scream
Clap
your
hands,
all
ye
children
There's
a
clamor
in
your
whispering
Clap
your
hands
tonight
Hear
what
the
silence
screams
Clap
your
hands
Clap
your
hands
now,
all
ye
children
Clap
your
hands,
all
ye
children
There's
a
clamor
in
your
whispering
tonight
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