

Waking slow in the quiet haze
Thoughts drift like leaves on a still stream
Words form patterns in the back of my mind Chasing echoes that
never fade (yeah)
Pressure builds but I let it slide
Finding peace in the in-between
Let the rhythm carry me away
Through the haze we find our way
No need to rush this moment Stay chill in the metal storm (ooh)
Lines unfold like pages turning slow
Shadows dance but the light stays low
Heart beats steady to the heavy flow
Stories told in the undertow (haha)
Break it down
to the core
Find the silence in the roar
Let the rhythm carry me away
Through the haze we find our way
No need to rush this moment Stay chill in the metal storm (ooh)
Fade into the quiet haze