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