ETHER DRIFT
Noise in the Silence
When everything around is quiet, but a storm rages inside the mind. A battle between outward calm and inner chaos.
Lyrics:
Verse 1
This room is still, not a sound in sight
But inside me, storms rage through the night
The clock ticks loud, though no one hears
I'm drowning slow in quiet fears
Verse 2
Outside the world just gently hums
But in my head, the chaos drums
Smiles on my face, but cracks below
I scream in silence, no one knows
Pre-chorus
I look okay, I play the part
But noise is tearing me apart
Chorus
There’s noise in the silence, pounding in my chest
A war with no soldiers, no time to rest
They say it's calm–but I’m breaking down
Inside my mind, I’m screaming loud
Verse 3
The walls don't move, the lights don’t shake
But something inside me starts to break
A whisper here, a twitch, a breath
A dance with shadows, close to death
Pre-chorus
I wear a mask, but not for show
It hides the places no one knows
Chorus
There’s noise in the silence, fire in my brain
I smile while sinking, soaked in rain
They see the calm–but they don’t see
The storm that’s raging deep in me
Bridge
Can you hear it?
The quiet lies.
Behind the stillness.
The madness hides.
Chorus
There’s noise in the silence, it’s eating me whole
A quiet that strangles, stealing my soul
They say I'm fine - but I can't explain
I'm lost in the silence, screaming in pain
Story behind the song:
Noise in the Silence is about the constant storm of thoughts that never quiets down – the endless noise that fills the silence of the mind. On the outside, everything may look calm, even peaceful, but inside, a thousand voices collide: rehearsed conversations, unanswered questions, fragments of memories, flashes of songs, and ideas that refuse to rest.
The lyrics capture this contrast: the still room against the raging inner chaos, the smiling mask that hides the cracks beneath. It’s not about one single struggle like PTSD, but about the universal weight of carrying a mind that never stops. A war without soldiers. A storm no one else can see.
For me, this song is an attempt to give shape to that invisible noise – to make the chaos visible, so it doesn’t just exist inside my own head. The images of storms, masks, whispers, and fire are not only metaphors, but echoes of how it feels when silence itself becomes suffocating.
In the end, only the remnants remain, a void filled with endless noise. That is the paradox at the heart of this song: even in the quietest moment, the storm is still there, alive and relentless.
The visual world mirrors this: an empty room in stillness, shadows that move without cause, rain falling where no sky is shown, and words flashing like fragments of thought across the screen. It is a journey into the hidden inner life, where silence is never truly silent.
The image for Noise in the Silence captures the inner world the song speaks of. At the center sits a man, head bowed, arms folded around himself, isolated in a broken room. Around him, faceless shadows scream – distorted figures frozen in a storm of silent rage. They are not real, yet they press in from every side, embodiments of the chaos inside his mind.
The contrast is striking: his body remains still, heavy in the silence, while the world around him erupts in noise. The shadows are echoes of thought – fragments of fear, doubt, and memory – endless voices that no one else can hear.
This is the essence of the track: the collision between the outer calm and the inner storm. A mind that never rests. A silence that is never truly silent.