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Breathe - Time


Em                      A 
Breathe, breathe in the air 
Em                 A 
Donít be afraid to care 
Em                     A 
Leave, but donít leave me 
Em                       A 
Look around, choose your own ground 
For long you live and high you fly 
Smiles youíll give and tears youíll cry 
And all you touch and all you see 
   G                  F    Eb   Em 
Is all your life will ever be 

Em           A 
Run, rabbit, run 
Em                        A 
Dig that hole, forget the sun 
Em                           A 
And when at last the work is done 
Em                                A 
Donít sit down itís time to dig another one 
For long you live and high youíll fly 
But only if you ride the tide 
And balanced on the biggest wave 
    G               F     Eb      Em 
You race towards an early grave 

E     F#m     4X 

F#m    A    E    F#m 

F#m                                     A 
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day 
    E                                          F#m 
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way 
F#m                                         A 
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown 
E                                                F#m 
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way 
Tired of lying in the sunshine, 
Staying home to watch the rain 
And you are young, and life is long 
And there is time to kill today 
And then one day you find 
Ten years have got behind you 
No one told you when to run 
E                               F#m 
You missed the starting gun 

F#                                                         A  
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun But itís sinking 
    E                                   F#m 
And racing around to come up behind you again 
F#m                                               A 
The sun is the same in a relative way, but youíre older 
E                                       F#m 
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death 
Every year is getting shorter 
Never seem to find the time 
Plans that either come to naught 
Or half a page of scribbled lines 
Dmaj7                    C#m 
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way 
The time is gone, the song is over 
D                     F       Eb   Em 
Thought Iíd something more to say 

Em         A 
Home, home again 
Em                       A 
I like to be here when I can 
Em                            A 
And when I come home cold and tired 
Em                                    A 
Itís good to warm my bones beside the fire 
And far away across the field 
The tolling of the iron bell 

Calls the fateful to their knees 
   G               F      Eb    Bm 
To hear the softly spoken magic spell 

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