Hear My Breath
To those who stand on ivory towers,
To those who knell for they cannot stand,
To those who breed life from words,
Hear my Breath
For I cannot write to those who stand,
Nor to those who knell,
For I cannot write only for myself,
My breath is not for you
My Breath is for those who are not expectant,
My Breath is for those who are surprised,
My Breath is for those who are overjoyed,
What is it to you
For this goes to those deserving,
Be they rich or poor in spirit,
For my Breath is cherished
Can it be for you
You know not the meaning of Breath,
You know only the words,
You know to write but not to sing,
My Breath is meant for you
So sing your songs and I'll Breathe mine,
For my breath was not always for you,
It comes and goes and can not be explained,
So hear this final word and Breathe
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