Wind

Sometimes my mouth can't speak for itself
Sometimes it don't translate
Sometimes the house has a hold on my health
Sometimes the mute is my mate

Sometimes the sound's got nothing to say
Sometimes the wind's a wheeze
Inside my chest, something's making a mess
Sometimes it gets harder to breathe
Breathe...
Breathe...

Breathe in
Sip in the sound and begin
Breathe out
Deflate the droning
And drown any old doubt

Breathe in
Breathe out
Grieve
And face about
Or go without
And be without

Sometimes my mind just presses rewind
Sometimes the slate won't clean
Sometimes resigned to a future defined
By two lungs that will run out of steam

Sometimes I swear I'm gasping for air
Sometimes the wind just weighs
Somewhere on the trail of the in and exhale
I somehow have lost my way
Stay...
Stay...

And breathe in
Sip in the sound and begin
Breathe out
Deflate the droning
And drown any old doubt

Breathe in
Breathe out
Grieve
And face about
Or go without
And be without

You can't live without
Can't live without