Tuesday, 12 November 2024

Breathe



Float through fields of cotton sky,*

*Silent whispers float on by.*

*No need to run, just take a ride,*

*Chase the ghost, chase the ghost in your mind.*




*(pause, scattered notes)*




*Patches of gold, shimmer and sway,*

*Lost in the echo of a long-gone day.*

*Clock ticks slow, then melts away,*

*(pause) but time’s a game...*

*We forgot, we forgot to play.*




*(short pause, twinkling guitar strums)*




**(Chorus)**

Breathe, let the breeze be your guide,*
Tiptoe on clouds, where shadows hide.*
No chains of thought, no need to decide,*
Just drift, drift with the tide.*




*(pause, soft guitar lick)*




Breathe,* they whisper, *softly slow,*
Through trees, where the shadows grow.*
But where’s the sky? The sun that sings?*
The wind just hums… then fades to strings.*




*(pause, trailing off... soft picking)*




**(Chorus)**

Run, they say, but where to now?*
The grass is blue, clouds don’t bow.*
Lost in fields, where no one goes,*
*(pause) The world’s a blur...*
The river, the river slows.*




*(long pause, gentle strum builds)*




**(Bridge)**

*Hold your breath, just watch it fall,*
Stars blink out... far too small.*
Float along, drift downstream,*
Catch a glimpse of some old dream.*




*(quiet, dreamlike pause, soft guitar break)*




There’s nothing here, and that’s okay,*
The day will come, but not today.*
Lie back, lie back, let it all be,*
(pause) The world... it turns...*
Without you or me.*




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