What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?
The need to win each fleeting fight,
The urge to always prove I’m right.
The weight of pride, the stubborn thread,
To let soft silence speak instead.
What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?
The need to win each fleeting fight,
The urge to always prove I’m right.
The weight of pride, the stubborn thread,
To let soft silence speak instead.