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In this quiet little place /I can't remember having known a different pace / In this quiet little place /I can surrender to the beauty of its face/ And now everything I see / Whether it's an airplane or a tree / It makes me wonder / About the things I must have missed / And the chains around my wrists / They are no longer/ In this quiet little place / I can't imagine what it's like to be back home / Where they care about what time it is / And spend their days answering the phone / And now everything I feel / Whether it's fiction or it's real/ It's so much clearer / Like the color of this light / It seems more dangerous and bright / But I don't fear her / And slowly it fades, I'm back in the race / I have to fight it, I know/ I don't want to go away / In this quiet little place / You run your fingers through my hair and whisper "Hey" / And no matter how I try / I can't seem to think of anything better to say