They never really liked the quiet And they'd always choose the music and the crowd But now the only voice I hear, is whispering: "Slow down" The little things you never notice The comfort in the closeness of a hand And all the ways we lead each other safely back To land, to understand Oh, that something happens In the inbetween The distant shows I've never known The forest for the trees It's beautiful and strange, as Something changes In the inbetween The world that's right outside the window Half remembered mornings in the park And all the tiny messages you listen for In the dark I thought that I could be enough (I thought that I could be an island) The things we blame on just too little time And suddenly, you're starin' down the heart of all You left behind (left behind), then you find Oh, that something happens In the inbetween The distant shows I've never known The forest for the trees It's beautiful and strange, as Something changes In the inbetween And all the fear that rises up inside (And all the fear that rises up inside) The truth it seems impossible to know (The truth it seems impossible to know) The simplest things, we would remind you To take a breath And let it go Oh, that something happens In the inbetween, oh-oh The distant shows I've never written And the forest for the trees And I believe (and I believe) The song keeps playing Though we're standing still A melody that's underneath A million little seas It's beautiful and strange, as Something changes In the inbetween