It was something I believed in Ain't no rest until the bank account's peaking They say the city never sleeps in But living busy isn't giving you your worth Slowing down is fighting back The time you take is giving back Shifting gears is saving gas Hiding in the quiet is where life goes down Slowing down is seeing Rest is a secret I start to believe in it The city's built on blood and muscle Skyscrapers sheltered by philosophy of hustling Saturday is my cathedral A day to stop and rest is holding up the steeple This might be news for all the people Living busy isn't giving you your worth Slowing down is fighting back Hiding in the quiet is a world of wisdom Calming all the noise so you can finally listen Rest is a secret I start to believe in it Stopping the motion Process the moment Why don't we stop just to process? Can I take a minute, maybe a breath to breathe? Can I take a second, I'm craving clarity So lost in the thought of what one day I could be that I forget to take some time to make a richer me I search the route to find myself a mental cure I took a break, that's probably what I was looking for What once was lost has finally got me reassured Leaving room for greater paths Letting go and kicking back Reading books and taking bites Slowing down is a world of wisdom Calming all the noise so you can finally listen Rest is a secret I start to believe in it Stopping the motion Process the moment