Pat Wictor

In the city's clang and clatter
In the endless cellphone chatter
When the big trucks roar and rattle all my bones
When the TV drowns my thoughts out
With its dry and deadening drone
I will raise my voice and sing

Raise my voice and sing
Raise my voice and sing
I am here, I am here
And I am a human being
So I raise my voice and sing

In my rumbling roiling room
In the crash and blast and boom
When my neighbors shout down all my quiet joys
And the world now seems deafened by the
Howl of its own noise
I will raise my voice and sing

Under twilight stars a-glisten
For a minute I can listen
To the fleeting hush of peace in my heart
But the day shall start again
With its dread and draining din
So I raise my voice and sing

written by Pat Wictor (Tell-A-Tale Music/BMI)