| Song | Quiet Place |
| Artist | Working for a Nuclear Free City |
| Album | Businessmen & Ghosts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Cross the lines down shifting lights, | |
| Catch it's breath a stream of life, | |
| The tallest trees stretch to the sea, | |
| And to the edge where shadows meet. | |
| A quiet place and nature's way, | |
| A season comes and whispers life, | |
| Still born again into golden dreams, | |
| A Hiding place beneath blue skies. | |
| Cross the lines down shifting lights, | |
| Catch it's breath a stream of life, | |
| The tallest trees stretch to the sea, | |
| And to the edge where shadows meet. |