breathelike

Working your way through
your crushed-in cares 
Climbing your way down
a pit of stares 
Finding away from the goals 
unset 
Giving away what you'll 
never get 

You can give up
You don't want to 
What's been the point 
of the point of you 
How many ways must 
a you walk down 
to come home again? 
the town's burned down 

If you breathe like a child
If you breathe like a child 
If you breathe like a child
you'll see 
there's no difference 

Fitting so many starts 
to a point 
Working the ache and the kink 
off joints
Searching the roots for the cause 
of its 
Shining a light 'til the cracks 
come together and fit 

you up 
you don't need to 
it's just been this crazy want 
of yours 
to find yourself in a sense 
well-made 
making the best 
of all lineless plays

If you breathe like a child
If you breathe like a child 
If you breathe like a child
you'll know 
just one instance 
and breathe like a child 
if you breathe like a child 
if you breathe like a child 
you'll grow 
up, grow up 
you're not finished you know 
you're not finished you know 
you're not finished 
you know.