Breathing

The silence knocks me down

It’s lonely like the sound

Of creaking floors

When hard wind hits an empty house

I barely stuck around

Just see that things work out

To see that seventeen

Was just an overcrowd

Now I'm standing still for once

And I found me in someone

And I'm walking down my road

And it finally feels like home

So I'll keep writing songs like warning calls

Hoping you might hear 'em

We'll try and move on, but when night calls

We know there's no chance of healing

'Cause it ain't dead if it's breathing

No, it ain't dead if it's breathing

The clock is ticking down

The shoulder’s merging out

And still, I think some way

We’re gonna work it out

'Cause I’m holding on to you

Knowing it feels true

But you gotta pack things up

If the crowd is leaving too

Still, I keep writing songs like warning calls

Hoping you might hear 'em

We'll try and move on, but when night calls

We know there's no chance of healing

'Cause it ain't dead if it's breathing

No, it ain't dead if it's breathing

But I'm standing still for once

And I found me in someone

And I'm walking down my road

Where it finally feels like home