Quiet Man

He stares back, he glares back at the eye of the
vicious storm
hes holding on defiantly cause he wont give up his
decency
not sucked in by evil nonsense
not weighted by a guilty conscience
the quiet man leads a quiet life hoping for the day he
sees the light
his reticence was heaven sent and everywhere he turned
he saw the ways of the world and they were hell bent
he kept his virtue to himself
peace of mind is a fleeting thing
and hes not sure when he comes across it
peace of mind is a fleeting thing
at least sometimes he can enjoy it, thats more than
they can say
cause they dont change their evil ways more than
they can say
cause theyre trapped in the storm they created
the quiet man could say hes seen so many lives decay
but he chose to never spread his word
so when hes gone his virtue fades away