Texty:
Transition Breathe

the pages of the photographs and memories. Is there someone who can help me realize what's real and what's make believe?( repeat chorus ) Cause if there's another way to breathe

The air we breathe the coldest nights The darkest fears I know Believing that we'll make it home. And all the lights and all the roads Are covered now

You can breathe, you can breathe now You can breathe, but the air is running out You can breathe, you can breathe now You can breathe, but the air is