Be The Air We Breathe
Lewis & Clarke * Track #7 On Blasts of Holy Birth
Be The Air We Breathe Lyrics
Nesting place
First breaths tastes
Like all
Exhaled
From grace
Golden blind
Come outside
And be
The air
We breathe
How do we arrive?
Held up to the light
To reveal the inside
The tension
And the tide
Will pull back the skin
And tell tales