Ordinary Days

Breathing life, as true as hones work Breathing life, a truth for all it's worth You want to seem to be as fragile as can be I want to roll inside that shell you call a mind Breathing life, as frail as insincere Breathing life, too cold to shed a tear You want to seem to be as fragile as can be I want to see the things I'm supposed to see I want to know the fear that sets inside of me I want to breathe the air, like I was meant to On ordinary days --- Ordinary Days - Paradise Lost and Nick Holmes