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The valleys green, the ocean blue The golden sun in the afternoon The soft brush of and offshore breeze And in the fall, the piles of leaves All of these come and go Some without notice, to and fro Hustling, bustling; can't waste time As if stopping and looking has become a crime Stop for a minute, smell the fresh air Then stop others; so much time to spare Life is short; the world is great Take a deep breath, everything else can wait You have to learn to breathe Look around, just breathe Close your eyes and breathe Life is short, but you never have to leave At times it seems life is hard to control In a downward spiral, you've got to grab a hold There's so much pressure, so much to do Just relax; just be you You don't have to follow; you don't have to lead You don't have to worry; you don't have to bleed Don't lose your focus; keep yourself in line And you'll take notice that in a little time You can learn to breathe Look around, just breathe Close your eyes and breathe Life is short, but you don't have to leave Sit back and breathe Hold on and breathe Stay strong and breathe Life is short, but you don't have to leave Don't lose your focus You never have to leave
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