Inhale, two, three, four, five, six…
Exhale, two, three, four, five, six…
Inhale, two, three, four, five, six…
Exhale, two, three, four, five, six…
All I can do, all I am
Yesterday was all conjecture
No need
Doing what needs to be done
The storm approaches
The jungle will be alone
Call my sweetheart, call my Mom
Laugh at the search result
Might as well
The moment is passed
One last cup, in the dank
The heart is full
Inhale, two, three, four, five, six…
Exhale, two, three, four, five, six…
Inhale, two, three, four, five, six…
Exhale, two, three, four, five, six…
