Breathe (In the Air) - Live in Portsmouth

"I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..."
"I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the most of us are... very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad..."
Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care.

Leave, but don't leave me
Look around, chose your own ground.
For long you live and high you fly,
Smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry

And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun.

And when at last the work is done,
Don't sit down, it's time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly,
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.
Home, home again.
I like to be here when I can.
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
Far away, across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithfull to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.