Lyrics
Verse 1
Midnight at the washhouse
Rain taps chrome and rust
Folded silver sheets
Falling soft like trust
Preacher on the corner
Calls the streets to hush
I count pigeons on the wire
Counting every rush
Pre-Chorus
Took the long way home tonight
Streetlights humming in a row
Something in the static glow
Says you reap the seeds you sow
Chorus
Give me back the quiet
Quiet that we owned
Before the sirens carried
Every stone we loaned
Give me back the quiet
Quiet soft and low
We were built for morning
Not the undertow
Hook
Ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh
Ooh-ooh
Verse 2
Twilight by the bakery
Yeast and diesel blend
Old man hums a gospel tune
Leanin' on the bend
Garage doors are painted blue
Screen door taps the wind
Everybody's shifting shapes
Nobody says when
Pre-Chorus
Maybe if I hold the line
Maybe if I mumble grace
I can find your silver light
Running through this place
Chorus
Give me back the quiet
Quiet that we owned
Before the sirens carried
Every stone we loaned
Give me back the quiet
Quiet soft and low
We were built for morning
Not the undertow
Bridge
Petals in the gutter spin
Falling like a borrowed hymn
Every shadow holds a grin
Learning where the light begins
Drop
Turn it round
Turn it round
Close your eyes
Hear the sound
Turn it round
Turn it round
We were built for morning
Chorus
Give me back the quiet
Quiet that we owned
Before the sirens carried
Every stone we loaned
Give me back the quiet
Quiet soft and low
We were built for morning
Not the undertow
Outro
Mm
Mm-hmm
Mm
Mm-hmm
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