作曲：头条梦三
作词：头条梦三
Wooden beads brush, thread by thread
Quiet room holds the unsaid
Low hum weaves the air like lead
Distant whispers barely spread
Stillness wraps the space so tight
Thoughts dissolve into the night
No rush, no end, no wrong, no right
Just the breath that keeps us light
Ancient calm, a silent song
Bead clicks hum where shadows belong
Whispers fade, the drone carries on
Deep in stillness, we are gone
No clocks to count, no paths to trace
Only the soft, unhurried pace
Beads rub slow, a gentle grace
In the hush, we find our place
