Lyric

Mug on the table

Steam drawing halos

You laugh at the weather

Say we’ll walk anyway

You make the hard parts easy

Turn the sharp words round

Every breath beside you

Quiets all the sound

Peace moves through the kitchen

Like it always knew the way

You make the hard parts easy

Just by choosing to stay

Plant in the window

Leaning toward light

You hum while you’re reading

I forget about time

You make the rush feel gentle

Slow the spinning down

Every small, shared silence

Feels like sacred ground

Calm lives in your footsteps

In the simple things you say

You make the rush feel gentle

Like there’s more than enough day

Maybe the world keeps shouting

Let it shout itself tired

We’ll keep trading small kindness

Like letters by the fire

If the sky starts falling

You’ll still reach for my hand

And I’ll remember breathing

Is already more than planned

Dishes keep drying

Radio low

You trace in the water

Little waves in a row

You turn the weight to feather

Let the dark unfold

Every crowded heartbeat

Finds a place to go

Peace grows in the spaces

Between each word we trade

You turn the weight to feather

Till I’m almost unafraid

Lamp in the hallway

Soft on your face

You sigh in your sleep and

All the edges erase

You make the long nights lighter

Paint the shadows gold

Every dream beside you

Feels already told

Calm drifts through the bedroom

Like a tide that wants to stay

You make the long nights lighter

And you send the storm away