Lyrics
She talks like time
don’t hold together
Stories drift
and change their names
I sit here
on the edge now
Learning slowly
to be still
⸻
Little voices
full of questions
“Why’s it work
that way?” again
Little minds
that just keep turning
I kneel down
and stay with them
⸻
It’s the quiet things
No one talks about
No applause
no crowd
It’s the quiet things
Working underground
Turning me
around
⸻
She’s been lying
in that bedroom
Then she rises
finds her way
Music playing
soft and steady
She starts swaying
in the day
⸻
I thought I’d be
further by now
But maybe I am
right here
⸻
It’s the quiet things
Holy, small
and true
All the unseen
things we do
It’s the quiet things
When there’s nothing
left to prove
Style
barefoot americanasoft piano + acousticwarm female altointimateslowconcise phrasingminimal pauses
Credits
Prompt byleahmccracken
GeneratedApr 12, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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