When the World Gets Quiet

The noise is still there. It never really leaves. But tonight,

something let's go. The city lights keep blinking fast. Windows full of

borrowed dreams. Perfect moments on repeat. Hiding what we really feel.

Yeah. We learned how to stay busy. We learned how to pray.

Learned to call it being strong. When we'd never, never say it.

And somewhere in the middle of all this sound and speed, there's a second

that refuses to complete. When the world gets quiet. And the walls

come down. When we stop pretending we've got it all figured out.