Breathe Songtext
von Alexander King

The memory of you awakes
Soft and majestic
As a Roman sunset
At the dawn of fall

Your image as sharp
As the clattering of espresso cups
On the counter of the bar

The present blurs faded
Filtered and washed out

Breathe


Saturated glimpses
Of times gone
Of lovers gone
Of places lost to lost flights
Permeate your senses
And invade your mind

Just fucking breathe
I′m losing touch
Just breathe
Into the ether
Breathe

And the ink I pour on my arm
Stands as a reminder
For what I believe in
For what is worth doing
And as such pursuing
Something bigger than myself

Just fucking breathe