In this quiet little place

I can't remember having known a different pace

In this quiet little place

I can surrender to the beauty of its face



And now everything I see

Whether it's an airplane or a tree

It makes me wonder

About the things I must have missed

And the chains around my wrists

They are no longer



In this quiet little place

I can't imagine what it's like to be back home

Where they care about what time it is

And spend their days answering the phone



And now everything I feel

Whether it's fiction or it's real

It's so much clearer

Like the color of this light

It seems more dangerous and bright

But I don't fear her



And slowly it fades, I'm back in the race

I have to fight it, I know

I don't want to go away



In this quiet little place

You run your fingers through my hair and whisper "Hey"

And no matter how I try

I can't seem to think of anything better to say

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