Breathing

The silence knocks me down, it's lonely like the sound Of creaking floors when hard wind hits an empty house I barely stuck around to see that things work out To see that 17 was just an overcrowd Now I'm standing still for once And I found me in someone And I'm walking down my road And it finally feels like home So I'll keep writing songs like warning calls Hoping you might hear 'em We'll try and move on, but when night calls We know there's no chance of healing 'Cause it ain't dead if it's breathing No, it ain't dead if it's breathing The clock is ticking down, the shoulder's merging now And still, I think some way we're gonna work it out 'Cause I'm holding on to you knowing it feels true But you gotta pack things up if the crowd is leaving too Still, I'll keep writing songs like warning calls Hoping you might hear 'em We'll try and move on, but when night calls We know there's no chance of healing (hm) 'Cause it ain't dead if it's breathing (hm) No, it ain't dead if it's breathing But I'm standing still for once And I found me in someone And I'm walking down my road But it finally feels like home