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ChuBa_LkR "Simple Kind of Holy"

I wanted to share a little bit about what this song means to me. We all spend so much time caught up in the "frantic blur" of notifications, schedules, and the constant rush to be somewhere else. This track is my way of hitting the pause button. I wrote this about those rare moments when the world actually forces you to stop—like when the rain knocks out the Wi-Fi and suddenly, all you have is the sound of the kettle and the person sitting across from you. It’s about finding something "holy" in the simple things: the smell of pine, the cold mountain air, and the realization that doing nothing is actually doing just fine. Written and sang by ChuBa LkR Bandlab Mixed and mastered by @ Vortex INSTRUMENTAL produced by Producer.AI VIDEDO SHOT BY ‪@ZalanEzung‬ INSTAGRAM: Chu_ba16 https://www.instagram.com/chu_ba16?ig... LYRICS (Verse) The Wi-Fi’s dead since the rain came through But I’ve got a better view of the porch and you The kettle’s humming a low-key tune In a kitchen painted by the afternoon We don’t need the neon, we don’t need the rush Just the sound of the wind in the underbrush Everything’s steady, everything’s slow Nowhere to be and a lifetime to go. (Chorus) Oh, it’s a simple kind of holy In the valley where the clocks run slowly With the mountain breath, sharp and cold Turning the green into harvest gold Under a sky so wide and white Just you and me and the clear moonlight. (Verse 2) There’s a frost on the glass like a thumbprint smudge But the fireplace is the only judge Of how many hours we can drift away In the quiet parts of a Saturday Your hand in mine is a heavy weight Leaning back against the garden gate The air tastes like pine and the coming snow It’s a secret that the city won’t ever know. (Chorus) Oh, it’s a simple kind of holy In the valley where the clocks run slowly With the mountain breath, sharp and cold Turning the green into harvest gold Under a sky so wide and white Just you and me and the clear moonlight. (Bridge) The world out there is a frantic blur But here, we’re exactly where we were Wrapped in wool and a silver glow Watching the shadows start to grow Over the ridge, over the line Doing nothing... and doing fine. (Outro) Clear moonlight on the cedar wood I never knew it could be this good Just the cold air, just the peak (Wait for the silence to speak) Yeah, it’s beautiful here. It’s beautiful here. THANK YOU ALL. PLEASE SUBSCRIBE AND SHARE