歌詞

Mug on the table

Steam drawing shapes in the air

Morning still tangled in silence

I finally notice you're there

Peace in the small things

In the crack of the curtain, the light that it brings

Peace in a slow breath

When the rush in my chest starts learning to rest

Shoes by the doorway

Keys on a nail by the frame

I leave my worries beside them

Walk in and call my own name

Home is the soft ground

Where the noise in my head stops spinning around

Home in your half-smile

In the way we say nothing and stay for a while

Rain on the window

Traffic a muted parade

We cancel our plans for the evening

And dance in the space we just made

Calm in the comedown

When the list in my mind finally shuts down

Calm in your heartbeat

Like a tide coming back, pulling over my feet

Late in the twilight

Dishes are stacked, lights are low

I trace the day like a circle

Let all of the sharp edges go

Light in the last hour

In the glow on your face, in the fading of power

Light when I let go

Of the fight to be perfect, of what I can't know

Maybe peace was never far

Not a distant hidden star

Just a chair pulled out for me

At the table of the ordinary (Oh)