Triumph of the Introvert Lyrics

In a high school cafeteria

Amidst the chaos and hysteria

A brown-haired boy sits eating lunch alone

To his classmates he's a mystery

Though he's isn't contradictory

He likes going where his thoughts can be his own

But when he puts his brush to canvas

The colors swirl and energize

A vision comes to life before his eyes

He can find a sense of purpose

In every brush stroke, every waving line

'Til a pulsing inner world is realized

In a park outside the cinema

Walks a young man quietly whistling

The city all around him pulses on

In an hour, he'll be back at work

Sunk in the metal furniture

On the office chessboard, he's another pawn

But when he sits at his computer

The ideas swirl and energize

And after hours, words begin to flow

Cause there's a message he is sending

Through the stories and the characters

And in the dark of night, a novel slowly grows

The triumph of the introvert

The triumph of the intovert

It's the triumph of the introvert

Just the triumph of the introvert

As the dawn's light slowly fills the sky

A man climbs up on a hilltop high

To sit upon the dusty ground with his guitar

There's a feeling that he's trying to find

A tangled knot he knows he can unwind

A poem to be brought to life's bazaar

There's a wholeness... and a simplicity

There's a richness… and curiosity

There's a pureness… and an audacity

To the music that he yearns to realize

The triumph of the introvert