I'm Not Alive Enough to Breathe

On and On

I’m not alive enough to breathe

I think I’ll lie down

and see where the earth will take me

but if you think I’m about to give up

well I might think this life is done in

for here and now

but my spirit isn’t finished

cause its now in the sun

I think I’m finally beginning to see

just a hint of purpose and a touch of meaning

but here, I’m just not meant to be.

On and On

what’s gonna become of me

out of this living hell

if I could lie under the rose bush

until the dew covers my skin

and sigh

until I fall through

and I become dispersed 

then maybe I’ll finally find a place

to rest.

On and On

what makes us keeping moving on?

I want to stay right here

but this place and time

has drug me too my knees and 

I’m afraid I can’t see

what’s in front of me

no, no.