Our star burns bright,
As we curse it for the final time,
And we forget to breathe
And we regret
The process of our age,
Progress, stagnation and decay,
And we breathe deep.
And we realise
That hope is not enough,
Our game is up.
So caught up in the whens and the whys,
We forget to breathe
Breathe in,
Breathe out,
Breathe deep.
Well for a year we lived as kings.
We had everything we could ever need,
And we slept.
We slept soundly in our royal beds,
As the walls came crashing down,
Around our ears.
And as we realise
That hope is not enough,
Our game is up.
So caught up in the whens and the whys,
We forget to breathe.