Just Breathing

Hey i'm walking home from this

A tidal wave down flood st girl i miss

And i'm smoking your last cigarette

From the pack i had last weekend

I don't want this to ever change, this young for ever burning phase

Hey i'll meet you every other day

This high tide sea will wash away

Just you, me, strap, just, andy

Oh andy, andy won't you call me when your done

And even if this fails dismally watch the sky come crashing down

Running fast midnight through bronte park, hoping never to be found

Tripping over down near tamma rocks, tonight i'll race the clouds

Burning feet takes me to ocean beach, my home i'll never find

Dr. sax is whispering in my ear, these are tales of my youth

And now all my friends are crazy, i am next in line for sure

I am next in line for sure

I used to spend my weeks just breathing

I am next in line for sure