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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