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Lyrics
A child lies awake counting seconds,
sirens are screaming through town.
The night is louder than ever,
too loud to finally lie down.
The walls start to shake with each echo,
like they don’t know if they’ll hold.
The air in the room just stands still,
filled with questions untold.
No one knows what this night’s taking,
or when it will finally end—
and somewhere between fear and waiting
is a wish that it won’t come again.
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Chorus
Hmmm…
Shalom, Shalom…
a table where everyone stays.
Salam… Salam…
a home that is holding us safe.
Myr… Myr…Myr
friends that are laughing again—
Ohhh…
days that just don’t have to end.
Shalom…
we fall asleep without fear.
Salam…
and wake up knowing we’re here.
Myr…
a life that feels simple and free—
Peace…
the way it’s meant to be.
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Verse 2
The morning is quiet, too quiet,
the sunlight just doesn’t feel bright.
The house feels strange in the daylight,
like something shifted overnight.
The family sits there in silence,
the food on the table untouched.
No one says what they’re thinking,
but somehow it’s all said enough.
The window across is still open,
just like it was through the night—
but no one is standing there waving,
no sign of them anywhere in sight.
And in all the looks that are breaking,
there’s one unspoken refrain:
who’s still here in the morning…
and who won’t come back.
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Chorus (Outro – reduced)
Ohhh…
Shalom, Shalom…
Salam… Salam…
Myr… Myr…
Hmmm…
Shalom…
Salam…
Myr…
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Outro
The child walks slowly through their room,
stops here and there for a while.
Looks at the things that feel like home,
not knowing what will survive.
The teddy still lies on the pillow,
a book only halfway read.
Too much for small hands to carry—
not everything fits in what’s left.
It wonders quietly where to go,
if anyone speaks the same words.
If there’s a bed that will feel warm,
if nights can be quiet there first.
The door stands open, someone’s calling,
there isn’t much time to stay—
and between everything it has known
there’s just a soft “goodbye”…
Shalom…
Details
GeneratedApr 13, 2026
Duration5:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
Beginnen mit trommeln, düster, refrain gitarre, fiddle flute, female
Credits
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