The Quiet (Learning Peace) [Neo-Soul, Acoustic R&B, H.E.R. Vibe, Warm Guitar, Smooth Bass, Romantic, Relaxed, Sultry Female Vocals] [Intro] (Warm electric guitar strums) (Soft finger snaps) (Spoken whisper) I kept waiting for the storm. But it never came. Mmmm... [Verse 1] I’m used to the thunder, I’m used to the rain I’m addicted to the rush of the pleasure and pain. If we ain't fighting, then it didn't feel real I thought love was a wound that would never quite heal. I walked in your house with my armor on tight Ready for a battle, looking for a fight. But you sat on the couch and you asked about my day And melted all my heavy defenses away. [Chorus] It’s the quiet. It’s the calm. It’s the healing in the palm of your hand. It feels strange, it feels new To be safe in the room with a man like you. No screaming matches, no slamming doors No wondering if I am really yours. I’m learning that love doesn’t have to riot. I’m falling in love with the quiet. [Post-Chorus: The Hook] (Harmonized vocals) So peaceful. (So peaceful) So steady. (So steady) My heart wasn't ready. (For the quiet, for the quiet) No drama. (No drama) Just us. (Just us) It’s a beautiful kind of trust. [Verse 2] You call when you say, you show up on time You don't play with my head, you don't mess with my mind. It’s almost boring, if I’m telling the truth Compared to the chaos of my reckless youth. But "boring" is healthy, and "boring" is kind And "boring" is exactly what I needed to find. You don't need a text just to prove you exist You prove it with the gentle way that we kiss. [Chorus] It’s the quiet. It’s the calm. It’s the healing in the palm of your hand. It feels strange, it feels new To be safe in the room with a man like you. No screaming matches, no slamming doors No wondering if I am really yours. I’m learning that love doesn’t have to riot. I’m falling in love with the quiet. [Verse 3] (Bass line gets deeper) My nervous system is checking the air Searching for a danger that isn't there. I’m waiting for the shoe to drop on the floor I’m waiting for you to run out of the door. But you’re just making coffee, humming a song Proving my trauma and my history wrong. You aren't him. You aren't them. You’re a whole different broken-mold kind of gem. [Scat Solo / Vocal Run] (Soulful improvisation - High range) Ooh-whoa-oh-oh! Ba-da-ba-da-dow... It's so quiet here! (So quiet!) Yeah-ee-yeah! Ski-bi-di-mm-hmm... I can finally breathe. (I can breathe!) [Bridge] I don't have to scream to be heard. I don't have to beg for a word. I don't have to earn my seat at the table. Thank God that you are willing and able. To be the rock. To be the peace. To make the wars in my spirit cease. [Outro] (Music fades to just guitar) It’s the quiet. (So loud.) It’s the quiet. (So proud.) I think I’ll stay right here. In the quiet. Mmmm... (Fade out)