Breathe

Breathe, breathe in the air. Don't be afraid to care. Leave, but don't leave me. Look around and chose your own ground, for long you live and high you fly and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry and all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be.

Run, run rabbit run. Dig that hole. Forget the sun. And when at last the work is done don't sit down, it's time to dig another one. For long you live and high you fly but only if you ride the tide and balance on the biggest wave you race toward an early grave.

Syd Barrett