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Tread on the water's edge,
Leave a mark so deep in the sand,
Spread my hand through the wind that lands,
It breathes of you.

In the middle of a song that we lived through,
The words run heavy with drops of the blues,
The bridge is broken and the tape is bruised,
It breathes of you.

And its sad how I write a song to remember,
Foolish how I pen words to replace our endeavours,
No melody could hold a candle to the memories we surrender.

Sit alone in the cinnamon grand,
A crowded room with no names on their tags,
Feel threads of the couch and the tears we once shed,
It breathes of you.

Ink my regrets on a long ride home,
Lay a glance at the seat that we once rode,
Hold a shadow in my arms and your traces on my soul,
It breathes of you.

And its sad how I write a song to remember,
Foolish how I pen words to replace our endeavours,
No melody could hold a candle to the memories we surrender.

Now words are thrown they hurt louder than stones,
Cuts run deeper with the silence that shows,
I would stab the distance for the poison it grows.
It grows.

Watch the images flash on a movie screen,
Hold a name to the face,
Its not quite the scene,
Sink deeper in my chair,
Sink deeper in dismay,
It breathes of you.

Oh but love is louder than words that will not break,
Love is a color, a color that does not stain,
And I hold on to the day that will come when love,
When love breathes of you.

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from Fickle Kings And Drama Queens, released July 7, 2010
Composer : Asela Perera
Lyricist : Asela Perera

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