POP MUSIC. Song : Quiet Life.

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Slow draw of breath, fading daylight
Soft voice in the walls, almost silence

Rain taps on the glass, steady and kind
Half-unpacked boxes, shadows on the floor
Too early for sleep, too late for trying
This room holds its voice, nothing more

Folding old sweaters, dust slipping through
Hands trace the patterns of afternoons past
No one to call, no rush to begin
Time drawing lines I never asked

Coffee cooling slow, books still open
Laughter of neighbors drifts under the door
Learning the details of living alone
Picking up fragments from the floor

Curtains breathing with the evening air
Streetlight paints corners in gentle grey
Empty chair holding a shape that’s gone
Quiet life carries what words can’t say
Every soft moment taking its space
Breaths between heartbeats, lessons in grace

It’s the quiet life, settling dust
Finding the rhythm when silence is enough
Letting go slowly with each faded sign
Staking small claims in a quiet life

Water from the tap, routine in the dark
Whispering goodnight to yesterday’s plans
Finding a new way, marking the spark
Trusting the weight of my own hands
Still heart in a room of my own
Little victories making a home

Just the quiet, just the pause
Heartbeat steady — that’s all because
Morning slips in with pale gold light
Promises nothing but space to decide
I breathe in softer, I breathe in slow
Let all the quiet become what I know

Soft voice rising, nothing to hide
Day after day, let gentle confide
Walls hold their peace, I carve out my part
Quiet life growing into my heart
Newness in silence, peace in the small
In the quiet, I finally have it all