The world is getting smaller And there's people all around me Who are eating, speaking, sleeping And it really does astound me How they spend the whole day talking I suppose this is their choice But in the midst of this confusion There is a solitary voice Peace and quiet Peace and quiet There's not a lot of it about I've hardly ever known A moment on my own When I can sit and think And work things out Peace and quiet Peace and quiet It's such a rare commodity I know somewhere there must be A country farm, a Shangri-La For you and me I know somewhere there must be A country farm, a Shangri-La For you and me Peace and quiet