Quiet ft. Odile Lyrics

Easy and composed

Retired in some place

Containing its mood

From urging its pace

Shoulders and neck

Are much more at rest

When numbers are small

And grasp you, I shall

And then

I breathe

Intone

And I rest…

Alone,

I breathe

Intone

And I rest…

Fingers clap. Snap!

Was it my turn,

Add my tepid talk

To the rowdy flock?

I care only to loose

Myself in reserve

If waves around clash

I leave in mild thoughts

And then

I breathe

Intone

And I rest…

Alone,

I breathe

Intone

And I rest…