

(ahhh) (mmm) The hallways cleared,
the cars are gone away
A sudden hush settles on the day (yeah) No hurried footfalls
pounding on the floor
No heavy knuckles rattling at my door (mm)
Their noisy dramas
vanish down the coast
I poured my cup and quietly toasted to the ghost
Old seasons blur
like pictures in a drawer
I barely taste the life I had before
(ooh-yeah) A flickering projection on a wall
No nostalgia left to answer when they
call (nah)
My hands are steady,
pencil to the page
Pure honest ink without an audience or stage
(just me)
Just empty rooms and all the room to breathe
No heavy debts, no tangled games to weave (no games — yeah)
They chased the noise,
I kept my quiet ground
Look at the beauty in the lack of sound (sweet peace
— oh)
Integrity don't buy the gilded prize
Just clarity behind unclouded eyes (mmm)
No company to please,
no masks to wear
Only the rhythm of the open air (ahhhh)
No one needed here,
no one missed at all
(yeah
— just me)
Just open sunlight resting on the wall (ohhhh)
(la-la-la — mmm)
Pure to create,
free to remain
(just peace
— so quiet)