[Verse 1] The dust motes dance in sunlit air, A silent ballet, nobody's there. Just particles of everything, A fleeting, tiny, cosmic thing. [Chorus] A truth that settles in the deep, In moments where the world's asleep. A power tucked inside the mundane, Washing over like soft, quiet rain. [Verse 2] The hum of the fridge, a steady drone, A quiet constant, never alone. It keeps the milk, it chills the beer, A small machine, holding back fear. [Chorus] A truth that settles in the deep, In moments where the world's asleep. A power tucked inside the mundane, Washing over like soft, quiet rain. [Bridge] The way a shadow stretches long, A silent partner, where do we belong? Not in grand gestures, but the small, The quiet whispers, answering our call. [Chorus] A truth that settles in the deep, In moments where the world's asleep. A power tucked inside the mundane, Washing over like soft, quiet rain. [Outro] Just watch the dust, just hear the hum, Before the coming, before the numb.
