The Sound
Garrison Lyrics

4am, driving no particular direction.
I am driving aimlessly at 4 am with no set destination in mind.

Traffic lights and neon signs, they entertain themselves tonight, flashing indeterminate. Ohh…!
The traffic lights and neon signs seem to be enjoying themselves as they flash their lights randomly.

I’m the only one witnessing everything that’s going on.
I am the only one present to witness what is happening around me.

Shopping cart pushes unite, Los Angeles it sleeps tonight, I wonder what that feels like. Ohh..!
I see homeless people pushing shopping carts on the streets while the city of Los Angeles sleeps, and I wonder what it feels like to be in their position.

Round and round we go. There’s an answer here I know, to the questions that I keep on asking. Ohhh…!
Life seems to be an endless cycle, but I know that there must be answers to the questions that I keep asking.

Can there be a sound without silence? Can there be peace without violence? Can you know the truth without lying? Can you be alive without dying? And the like.
Are opposites necessary for each other to exist, such as sound and silence, or peace and violence? Can you truly know the truth without telling a lie, or be alive without eventually dying? And other similar questions.

I’m out of time. The rising sun brings to an end this night of mine. As people start another day and wipe their bleary eyes away, to stare into their palms again. Ohhh…!
As the night comes to an end, I realize that I am running out of time. Others are just starting their day, wiping their sleepy eyes and checking their phones.

Before the world wakes up again, before my time is up, I hear you, screaming in the car you say that, This has gone too far.
Before the world wakes up and my time is up, I hear someone screaming in their car that things have gone too far.

As free newspapers on the floor, they tell you, read us more else you’re a failure, ugly and inferior. We’ll remind you in the morning.
The free newspapers on the floor of the car tell the reader that they must read more or else they will be considered a failure and inferior. The newspapers will remind them in the morning.

Stop staring at the screen at a life you only dream. As someone looks your way, “Oh if only I could be”. Don’t you realise, don’t you realise, don’t you realise?
Stop staring at your phone screen and dreaming about a life you want but don't have. As someone looks at you with envy, you realize that you need to snap out of it and start living.

Time is running out, it’s a flicker in the dark. A loudspeaker counting down, connections fall apart. Don’t you realise, don’t you realise, don’t you realise?
Time is slipping away quickly like a spark in the dark. The loudspeaker counts down as connections with others begin to fall apart.

I can hear the sound and I can feel the love, I can see the truth, and now I feel alive. Don’t you realise, don’t you realise, don’t you realise?
I am finally able to perceive the sound, love, and truth around me, and now I feel truly alive. Why can't others realize this too?