

(hmmmmm, mmmmmm)
Dust on the floorboards,
sun going down
Another quiet night
in this sleeping town
Coffee cup's cold, but the light is gold
Watching the shadows
as the evening unfold (ahhhh)
And the world keeps spinning
outside the door
But I don't think I'm running
anymore
No place to go
and no calls to make
Just the slow quiet breath
that I take (hmmmmm)
Just a slow... quiet breath...