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We started hot, we had the flame,
Each morning brought a breathless aim.
But time has cooled that urgent tone,
And now we're calm, but not alone.
We used to climb for higher ground,
But now we love what we have found.
The quiet hours feel full and free,
A gentle steady company.
The wind is easy in the trees,
The day unwinds at its own speed.
I don't need the rush to know I'm alive,
This quiet peace is where I thrive.
The wind is easy in the trees,
The day unwinds at its own speed.
A gentle warmth inside my chest,
This slower beat is still my best.
We used to climb for higher ground,
But now we love what we have found.
The quiet hours feel full and free,
A gentle steady company.
The wind is easy in the trees,
The day unwinds at its own speed.
I don't need the rush to know I'm alive,
This quiet peace is where I thrive.
The wind is easy in the trees,
The day unwinds at its own speed.
A gentle warmth inside my chest,
This slower beat is still my best.