Waiting, we were waiting

As the traffic moved through all our hearts and our heads

But things were different then

For the quiet men



Shifting, things were shifting

Through the walls and halls, there were no walls at all

For the quiet friends

Of the quiet men



The quiet men

The quiet men



Springtime, there was sunshine

Through the window panes, down all the English lanes

Where they walked again

The quiet men



Talking, they were talking

Of the times to come and all the time that's gone

And they smiled again

The quiet men



The quiet men

The quiet men



Listening, they were listening

As the season changed and all the reasons changed

And people came and went

By the quiet men



Walking, they were walking

Through the rainy days, looking at all the faces

But no one ever noticed them

The quiet men



The quiet men

The quiet men



The quiet men

The quiet men