Breathing

Into a new place, pulling myself back

Tasting smoke and blood and burning in my lungs

I'm lying on my left side, I don't know if I can move

But I can hear myself breathing, I can hear myself breathing

Then into a new place - this is where I die

And all the noise is gone and there is only calm

Deep beneath the city - waiting for the fire

Any second now…

But the fireball never comes and so we turn back to ourselves

I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing

In the pitch black tunnels with all the weight above

I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing

Then into a new place - shouting men with torches and tools

Stumbling from the wreckage in a starlight of shattered glass

The wounded and the shell-shocked, the blackened and the burned

I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing

Climbing ever upwards like the rising of the dead

I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing

I can hear myself breathing, I can hear myself breathing

I can hear us all breathing, I can hear us all breathing