Texty: Emptyself. And Though We Fade Away....

Come in tune.
Learn to see what pay won't fix,
You can get for free.

Everything that breathes should know this.
Here's no recourse for wasted moments.


Breathing fast,
Counting steps is no way to live...
I teach myself...


Everything that breathes should know this.
We're all crests of a wave with no end.

And though we fade away...
We are but the fruit.
And though we fade away...
I'll still be with you.