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(Photo courtesy of Paul Spencer Southern Cross Photographics)
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BREATHE (Felicity Urquhart (APRA))
It's not like I mean to I don't understand I'm there for a moment Then I fall on my hands Sirens warning To caution my soul I never hear them And I lose what I hold
Still I'm left with nothing Nothing again Empty is my heart Pray for my sins Help me breathe Out and in
I taste the water And I get a thirst Strong the temptation So I drink till I burst Digging for diamonds Silver and gold I'm pulling out splinters The deeper I go
And I'm left with nothing Nothing again Empty is my heart Pray for my sins Help me breathe Out and in
My balloon never lands So I stay where I stand With nothing,nothing Nothing,nothing Nothing,nothing again Empty is my heart Pray for my sins Help me breathe Out and in
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