Speak to me - Breathe - On the run

		Speak to me
I've been mad for fucking years, 
absolutely years, been
over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands'
'I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the
most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even
if you're not mad'
		Breathe
Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around and choose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.
On the run
		On the run
Announcer, announcing flights at airport, including 'Rome
Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, Ha Ha Ha!