On these lyrics to "Unquiet" by Toad the Wet Sprocket:
I am taught but I
Never learn a thing
I'm not deaf but I
Can't hear everything
A quiet world
Unquiet
I am strong but I
Never move a thing
I have words but I
Lack the voice to sing
A quiet world
Unquiet
I would sell the world
Would I...
I am fast but I
Never move at all
I have sight but I
Never choose to show
A quiet world
Unquiet
I would sell the world
Would I...
A quiet world
Unquiet
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