David Gray - Breathe
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Wake, wake and the moment's gone
Wake, wake and the moment's gone
Wake, wake and the moment's gone
Wake, wake and the moment's gone
And then the doorbell rings
Somebody asks you could
You spare a little time
To feel the weight that's mine
To lower down your guard
Yeah that your heart gets snagged
Caught in the wheels and dust dragged
Dangled o'er the edge
Breathe
You feel you're in too deep
So offer up some crumb
And drop it in the tin
Then slither back within
Your crenellated wealth
Your educated self
Your family your rude health
And all the joy it brings
Aren't we forgetting something
Feet out on the ledge
And breathe
Breathe
Then in the heat of noon
It finds you like some dog
Got parked up in a field