What is it like

Living in peace and quiet

(Smoke over the water, butterflies and bees, only sound is the wind in the trees)

Do the thoughts just get louder

In the city they are quiet

Smoke over the water,

butterflies and bees,

only sound is the wind in the trees

Talking you and me

Making memories

Sun goes down

Dark enough to see

Constellations

You the only star I see

I forgot it all

Fuck whatever problems that I had before

25 acres

Maybe 33

Raise a couple sons

Daughters I can see it

Sittin by the lake

Me and momma tho

Sitting and talking bout how we came from living in Sacramento

It’s such a far fetched dream to me

But you want more

I know we want more

But at the end of the day if I got this I know it’d be enough for me

All of the stress and the worries

Of being in my early twenties

How far I can I really go

I wish that I could just know

What is it like

Living in peace and quiet

(Smoke over the water, butterflies and bees, only sound is the wind in the trees)

Do the thoughts just get louder

In the city they are quiet

I overthink my life

Far too much

Maybe I just need peace and quiet