[Intro – spoken, low and smooth]
Mm… yeah…
Sometimes silence… says more than the crowd ever could…
Verse 1
Most of us run from the quiet night,
‘Cause it holds up a mirror in a softer light,
And sometimes what we see in view
Is a lonely shade of me and you.
We all wanna be heard, wanna be seen,
Chasin’ wins in between the scenes,
But when the lights go down just right,
I meet my soul in the quiet night.
Chorus (smooth, warm, sustained notes)
I find pleasure… in my quiet time, in my quiet time
Where my heart and my mind… slow dance in rhyme, in my quiet time, I feel so good
Though I am old
No mask to wear… no need to pretend,
Just me and my truth… again and again.
In the stillness… I finally see,
There’s a peaceful kind of feeling …
Not lost in the crowd, just proud
I’m at home… in my quiet time. In my quiet time, there is rhyme
Verse 2 (gentle swing)
Yesterday’s laughter, yesterday’s tears,
Echo like jazz from my younger years,
Every wrong turn, every climb,
Sounds sweeter now in quiet time.
Either good or bad, I let it play
I remember the time when I was in the hills of Baguio city, seeing the rolling fog coming towards me, a sense of peace just sits in, and a lonely man playing his old acoustic guitar while humming with the sound of the falling rain that goes to the drain
No rush, no race, no mountain to climb,
Just healing chords at my own time
Bridge (lower, intimate)
Silence ain’t empty… it’s breathing space,
A slow embrace of amazing grace,
It lets me rest, it lets me grow,
In the hush where real hearts glow.
Final Chorus (richer, fuller)
I find pleasure… in my quiet time,
Where broken pieces fall in line,
No pressure here… just sweet release,
A little rhythm… a lot of peace.
In the stillness I redefine,
What it really means to shine…
Not loud, not fast, not chasing signs—
Just alive… in my quiet time.
[Outro – soft spoken]
Yeah…
Turn the lights down low…
Sometimes the sweetest song…
Is the one nobody else hears…
