Testo di 'Breathing Fine' di Oren Lavie

The feeling of falling
Is still so familiar
The pain in my stomach
Is better but baby
Bright colors have faded
Too early this year
And strangers look stranger
Around here

The flowers you’ve left here
Have died in the heat
I see parts of your face now
On girls in the street
I hope you like your new neighbors
Don’t sleep with every new stranger
It’s lonely, but only at night

But most of the time
I'm breathing fine
Most of the time
I'm breathing fine
I stay at familiar places
I talk to myself in empty spaces
But breathing is fine
Most of the time

It’s half of me baby
That still is infected
No water has cleansed it
No sleep has erased it
Towards and aways-from
This room is a cage
And things I’m trying to write you
They die on the page

But most of the time I’m breathing fine
Most of the time I’m breathing fine
I’ve played through the great composers
I get through the nights
On wine and prose, and
Breathing is fine
Most of the time

What else can I tell you?
I just turned thirty-one
The boy grew no wings
So he’s learned how to run
I hope you keep out of danger
Now, stranger to stranger
It’s lonely, but only at night
And most of the time
I’m breathing fine