Lyrics

"Beats And Breaths"

End of the game?
Thrown stones cleave the air.
The show is the same?
Dishonest advantages for who is unfair.

We are on the run,
a brick opens a break.
Escape is not fun,
beats and breaths are never fake.

Wherever we look
we see walls and fire.
We search for the hook
to slip out of the mire.

Giant steps and a love supreme
weren't enough for John Coltrane.
Now we fight the extreme,
now we share earth pain.