A tumultuous whirlwind unending
Round and round, ceaseless strife
Days and nights forever blending
The city streets bustling with crowds
A hub of life without repose
People moving like the tides
With purpose they do impose
Oooh please, lower the hubbub
The clang of steel, the roar of engines
The noise of life so deafeningly loud
Chaotic rhythm, no respite given
The heart and soul so tightly bound
And yet amidst the fervid fray
There lies a world of quiet grace
A haven in the midst of the fray
Where souls can find a sacred place
Oooh please!
A moment of stillness, a breath of air
A peaceful respite from the rush
An oasis where one can repair
The brokenness that life has crushed
So let us seek that tranquil shore
Amidst the chaos of our life
Where we may find that we can store
Our hope and peace amidst the strife
Oooh please, lower the hubbub
Oooh please, lower the hubbub
Oooh please!