Too loud in here, too much, too fast, every thought colliding, nothing built to last, can't slow it down, can't make it stop, every single hour another thing I've dropped, another thing undone, racing toward nothing, running from everyone. Be still be still, there's nothing chasing you here Let every racing thought settle soft, like snow through the air There is no storm that a steady hand cannot find its way through Too loud, too fast, too much Be still be still, I'm here Can't make it stop You don't have to carry this alone Quiet the storm Quiet the storm in me Your hand on mine And finally, finally, I can breathe Thought I'd live like this forever Thought the noise was just my mind But your hand found the eye of it Found the quiet hiding behind Be still be still, there's nothing chasing you here Let every racing thought settle soft, like snow through the air There is no storm that a steady hand cannot find its way through Too loud, too fast, too much Be still be still, I'm here Can't make it stop You don't have to carry this alone Quiet the storm Quiet the storm in me Your hand on mine And finally, finally, I can breathe I CAN'T OUTRUN MY OWN MIND I CAN'T FIGHT WHAT WON'T SLOW DOWN but your hand found the one still place and the storm finally, quietly, lay down Quiet the storm Quiet the storm in me Your hand on mine And finally, I can breathe Still now Quiet now Home
