Breather
Jacques Surette
[Paroles de "Breather"]
Take me up inside
And spit me on the road
Can I find a place to hide
Have a smoke and unload
And surely as these days
Are gonna surely pass us by
I don’t even mean to scare you straight
But I’m gonna fly away when I die
Come on
I’m gonna have to take a breather
Oh if I’m ever gonna be there
I’m gonna have to take a breather
And right about right now
I’m a-rigging like a bell
Lying at the bottom of this bag
With no time left to sell
Photographer at the show
Says that lifе is all fine
But I’d like to get away from all that
And fly away in my mind
Comе on
I’m gonna have to take a breather
Oh if I’m ever gonna be there
I’m gonna have to take a breather