Listen to this, listen to me now
Listen to the voice drowned out in the crowd
A voice so quiet can speak so loud
Try to hear the echoes but a ripple can't be found
Listen to the cadence, like lines on a screen
Reminding us of what we have been
Our future in turmoil, this scene's obscene
Can we save it now and create the vaccine?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Figure it out, figure this out
Somehow I feel you'll know what it's about
Filled with dread and we're filled with doubt
If only from lost dreams peace could sprout
Given so much with so little to give
Making a difference, finding a life to live
Control is determined by one and all
And if one goes down we all will fall
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Prunda - Cadence Lyrics
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Listen to this, listen to me now
Listen to the voice drowned out in the crowd
A voice so quiet can speak so loud
Try to hear the echoes but a ripple can't be found
Listen to the cadence, like lines on a screen
Reminding us of what we have been
Our future in turmoil, this scene's obscene
Can we save it now and create the vaccine?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Figure it out, figure this out
Somehow I feel you'll know what it's about
Filled with dread and we're filled with doubt
If only from lost dreams peace could sprout
Given so much with so little to give
Making a difference, finding a life to live
Control is determined by one and all
And if one goes down we all will fall
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the voice drowned out in the crowd
A voice so quiet can speak so loud
Try to hear the echoes but a ripple can't be found
Listen to the cadence, like lines on a screen
Reminding us of what we have been
Our future in turmoil, this scene's obscene
Can we save it now and create the vaccine?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Figure it out, figure this out
Somehow I feel you'll know what it's about
Filled with dread and we're filled with doubt
If only from lost dreams peace could sprout
Given so much with so little to give
Making a difference, finding a life to live
Control is determined by one and all
And if one goes down we all will fall
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Listen to the cadence now
Reflected in our silent screams
Can we even turn around?
Or is it too late now?
Too late now?
Writer: Prunda, Anthony Moss, Jak Bane
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid