Finding space to be kinder Drinking cinnamon apple cider Oh, quiet's alright Oh oh, quiet's alright ♪ I'll paint the trees red and write you into Every single word I've said ♪ I lead with heart's lament Nothing's permanent The places that I've been The taste of cinnamon Oh, yeah quiet's alright Oh oh, quiet's alright I'm senselessly trying to reach The bathroom mirror That won't see me honestly Oh oh, that won't see me honestly ♪ I lead with heart's lament Nothing's permanent The taste of cinnamon Autumn pulls me in Pulls me in