Be still my beating heart 
It’s only the setting sun 
With its fiery orange hues 
Tinged with scarlet and indigo
They’re the colours of a day that’s done
Be still my beating heart 
It’s only the setting sun 

Be still my racing blood 
It’s only the ocean wide 
It’s waves unfurling liquid lace 
Onto my upturned, sun-warmed face
As I leap into the rushing tide
Be still my racing blood 
It’s only the ocean wide 

Be still my aching breast 
It’s only a trail in the greenwood glade 
Hemmed on the edges with wild flowers 
Glistening in the wake of a spring shower 
It’s only the whispering leaf dappled shade 
Be still my aching breast 
It’s only a trail in the greenwood glade 

Be still my breathless lungs 
It’s only the afternoon sky
With a rainbow that has looped around 
The azure blueness like a crown 
A beautiful palette of pastel dyes 
Be still my breathless lungs
It’s only the after-rain sky

Be still my quickening breath
It’s only the lover’s first kiss
You’ve been on that road before
You’ve flown where the eagles soar 
And also curled up where the earthworms live
Be still my quickening breath
It’s only the sweetheart’s first kiss

Be still my beating heart
It’s only the setting sun
The mystical ocean and the greenwood glade 
The after-rain sky and the lover’s kiss
It’s the enchantment that nostalgia has spun
Be still my beating heart
It’s just life in perpetual thrum.