breathe, breathe in the air. 
don’t be afraid to care. 
leave but don’t leave me. 
look around and choose your own ground. 

long you live and high you fly 
and 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 towards an early grave.

—speak to me/breathe