The Next Breath of Air...

Waves curl around
Sounds of falling apart
There's salt air flowing in the sea breeze

Sundays spent on a cliff
Looking afar
Songs of seagulls to the pulse of the sea

Fight the feels
Embrace the deep
Break no ground
The fool is me

Divisions of clouds
March across the sky
Washing me clean

Free as the wind
But still they cry
Past the horizon they see

Fight the feels
Embrace the deep
Break no ground
The fool is me

June 15th, a man stopped by today
We talked for a while
The first conversation in months

Tried going to town
People as far as the eye can see
It seemed they were all looking at me
Scaring the shit out of me
And I never went back

When you're constantly begging for anything
Just a knock on the door
And your wildest dreams were on the Ocean floor
You are scared of anyone you meet
Anyone who'd call you a friend

So you turn to yourself
You empty your head
And try to fill up the space with the books you read
Hoping deep down inside, that The Next breath of air will kill you

Fight the feels
Embrace the deep
Break no ground
The fool is me



Credits
Writer(s): Anton Sven Gustaf Ericsson
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