His Loudest Stories Lyrics

Track 8. His Loudest Stories

Track 15. His Loudest Stories (Male Cover)

His Loudest Stories—JULY 1989

[Verse 1]

His mind has built the story from the start,

Yet speech forgets the language of his heart.

He'd rather write each thought with patient care,

Where every chosen word belongs just there.

[Chorus]

He's quiet, but there's thunder in his soul,

A hidden fire no silence can control.

He waits for warmth before he lets it show,

Reading those faces before he lets them know.

His voice may wander, but his heart stays true,

The loudest stories are the ones he never drew.

[Verse 2]

He speaks alone, rehearsing every scene,

Preparing for the talks that might have been.

He helps with heart but tires beneath the weight,

Then finds his peace where quiet moments wait.

[Chorus]

He's quiet, but there's thunder in his soul,

A hidden fire no silence can control.

He waits for warmth before he lets it show,

Reading those faces before he lets them know.

His voice may wander, but his heart stays true,

The loudest stories are the ones he never drew.

[Bridge]

With open hearts, the laughter comes alive,

Where jokes and fearless smiles no longer hide.

He learns that quiet hearts can still belong,

And gentle voices can become a song.

[Chorus]

He's quiet, but there's thunder in his soul,

A hidden fire no silence can control.

He waits for warmth before he lets it show,

Reading those faces before he lets them know.

His voice may wander, but his heart stays true.

[Outro]

The loudest stories...

are the ones he never drew.

Album: Under the Yellow Lamp (2026)