Слова:
David Gray Breathe

in rue-health And all the joy it bring Aren't we forgetting something? Feed it on the ledge, Feed it on the ledge Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe?

family in rue-health And all the joy it bring Aren't we forgetting something? Feed it on the ledge, Feed it on the ledge Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe

wanna be the cover of a rollin' stone Only I know that I can't do it alone Only I know that I can't do it alone August 6 1981, I took my first breath

Cigarettes and magazines For the love in me Through it all This heart of mine Leaving me so far behind All this world Just made of breath Every line

the accidental meeting of the pencil and the ceiling and the censures started meeting breathing at a rappid calibur at that a line so gray will last

And I never learned how to pray So make me feel better Tell me more lies Carry me further away From my father and mother In a room in a tower Breathing

concrete Youse a victim of me on inez street I shoot you in the head and let that ass decay You been laying in the street so long your brains is turning gray

Youse a victim of me on inez street I shoot you in the head and let that ass decay You been laying in the street so long your brains is turning gray You

W.K.] I'm a swang, and I swang, and I swang to the left pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death I would give my last breath if I could bring you back bring Screw