Текст: Loom. Selva Molhada. Breath.

There is a selling point for war and tragedy
It keeps us always wanting more
We live for promises of gold
Tainted by the distress of being second best
This is the time for giving up
and letting go of everything you?d live to regret
There is not shelter here
Just pain and sweat and solace
It makes us who we are

And so we grow? and so we grow and progress

Head above the world, feet beneath us fail
Until we learn to swim the waves crash down our throats
Take a second breath. Believe you?re never coming back
As the last light lingers every breath you took comes rushing in
And we find ourselves quiet?

Every breath you took comes rushing in
And so we grow in spite of holding on, in spite of letting go,
In spite of always wanting more

Air expands, we struggle, we falter, we decide
We?ll never return

?and so we grow and progress

Head above the world, feet beneath us fail
Until we learn to swim the waves crash down our throats
Take a second breath. Believe you?re never coming back
As the last light lingers every breath you took comes rushing in

With all this oxygen, we?ll breath the world in
With no destination? nowhere to begin
With all this oxygen, we?ll breath the world in
With no destination? nowhere to begin

We?ll breathe the world in