Slow Pages
Style: Cinematic strings

[Verse 1]
Dust is rising where we stand
Pages turning, soft and slow
Something settles in my hand
Just from watching how you go

[Pre-chorus]
You don't need the noise or shine
Quiet suits you, always has
I keep finding one more line

[Chorus]
Freda, you're the calm I choose
Steady as an old cedar tree
No one else I'd rather lose
Slow afternoons with, Freda, than you with me

[Verse 2]
Every shelf holds something small
Every hour moves like a page
You're the reason none of it stalls
You're the reason I don't need the stage

[Bridge]
I don't need the whole story told
Just this light, just this row
Some things are better slow

[Chorus]
Freda, you're the calm I choose
Steady as an old cedar tree
No one else I'd rather lose
Slow afternoons with, Freda, than you with me

[Outro]
Dust still rising, soft and slow
Still the one I'd choose to know

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