Peace

The story

We both chased it in the wrong places: neon skies, the praise we used to swallow, the nights that left us hollow. Even joy felt like a stage, even love felt like a cage. What we wanted was smaller: a breath that doesn't break us, a day that doesn't take us, a room with our name in the quiet. Maybe peace isn't silence. It's not having to explain the noise.

Lyrics

I’ve been chasing neon skies,
Spinning through the city lights.
Tried to feel it all at once,
But it never felt like home…

I’ve been sitting with the breeze,
Writing songs that no one sees.
Trying not to need the noise,
Just the silence and my voice.

All I want is peace,
Not the highs that leave me hollow,
Not the praise I used to swallow.
Just a breath that doesn’t break me,
Just a day that doesn’t take me,
All I want is peace…

I danced for strangers in my head,
Wore my sparkles till they bled.
Even joy felt like a stage,
Even love felt like a cage.

I built a home from quiet light,
Wrote my name in sleepless nights.
Even calm began to burn,
Even peace was hard to earn.

Can I still fall in love?
Can I touch without shaking?
Can I dance without the crash?

Will I ever stop waiting?
Will the calm feel like living?
Can I hold without bracing?

Maybe it’s not about feeling right.
Maybe it’s just about not running.
Maybe peace isn’t quiet…
It’s not having to explain the noise.
It’s loving the silence after the storm.

All I want is peace,
Not a fix, not a fire,
Not a stage, not a choir.
Just a room with my name in the quiet,
Just a life where I don’t have to riot,
All I want is peace…

Not a high.
Not a low.
Not a war.
Not a show.
Just peace.