Monday, November 06, 2006

Midnight Melancholy (Breathe)

Breathe
.
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.
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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.
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(Waters, Gilmour, Wright)

1 comment:

Ben Heine said...

Very nice poem.
It's true, we always want too fast, too far and never enjoy the present time.