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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

Greenwheel - Breathe

I played the fool today,
and I can see us vanishing into the crowd;
longing for home again,
but home is a feeling I buried in you.

I’m alright, I’m alright..
it only hurts when I breathe.

And I can’t ask for things to be still again.
I can’t ask for you
to offer the world through your eyes;
Longing for home again,
but home is a feeling I buried in you.

I’m alright, I’m alright..
it only hurts when I breathe.
I’m alright, I’m alright..
it only hurts when I breathe.

My window through which nothing hides,
and everything sings…
I’m counting the signs and cursing the miles inbetween.

But home is a feeling I buried in you..
that I buried in you.

I’m alright, I’m alright..
it only hurts when I breathe.
I’m alright, I’m alright..
it only hurts when I breathe.

These lyrics are by Greenwheel, from Breathe. Posted at 8:07pm on 18 December 2006.
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