Quiet Man - Sick Of It All

He stares back, he glares back at the eye of the vicious storm

he’s holding on defiantly 'cause he won’t give up his decency

not sucked in by evil nonsense

not weighted by a guilty conscience

the quiet man leads a quiet life hoping for the day he sees the light

his reticence was heaven sent and everywhere he turned

he saw the ways of the world and they were hell bent

he kept his virtue to himself

peace of mind is a fleeting thing

and he’s not sure when he comes across it

peace of mind is a fleeting thing