Breathing Soft And Low

41 & 20

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I've got so much hate in my heart tonight



but tonight we have no time

so come closer close your eyes

& my fingertips

reaching out touch your lips

flood my heart with nothing else but light



calling from this payphone

tired & blind

spinning like a coin through an unlit mind



have I wasted all my time

chasing ghosts & butterflies

but my fingertips

reaching out to touch your lips

flood my heart with nothing else but light



if the garden stirs with wind

a train is passing by

if there is no railway here

there is one in my mind

I've got so much hate inside my heart tonight