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• Artiste: half•alive
• Titre: Rest
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It was something I believed in Ain't no rest until the bank account's peakin' They say the city never sleeps in But living busy isn't giving you your worth Slowing down is fighting back The time you take is given back Shifting gears is saving gas Hiding in the quiet is a world of wisdom Slowing down and see it Rest is a secret I start to believe in This city's built on blood and muscle (Yeah, yeah) Skyscrapers held up by philosophy of hustling But Saturday is my cathedral A day to stop and rest is holding up the steeple This might be news to all the people Living busy isn't giving you your worth Slowing down is fighting back Hiding in the quiet is a world of wisdom Calling on the voice so you could finally listen Rest is a secret I start to believe in (Believe in) Stopping the motion to process the moment (Why don't we stop just to process?) Can I take a minute‚ maybe a breath to breathe? Can I take a second? I'm craving clarity So lost in the thought of what one day I could be that That I forgot to take some time to make a richer me I searched around to find myself a mental cure I took a break‚ that's probably what I was looking for What once was lost has finally got me reassured Leaving room for greater paths Letting go and kicking back Reading books and taking baths Slowing down is Rest is a secret I start to believe in (Believe in) Stopping the motion to process the moment (Stopping the motion) Now we stopped‚ you're used to it