It's so difficult to look back when every image is cracked Just a cover turning pages each day in my almanac You see, I move beside the shipwreck of where my years have gone Wondering if fortune will smile upon me long enough to drag you along Your breathing patterns bring the sun (Ooh) New voices for when days are done You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs For a cautious optimistic I'm best kept as a party guest For now a welcome contribution You moving from east to west Your breathing patterns bring the sun (Ooh) New voices for when days are done You've filled my lungs If I stick to what I know then I'm just stuck to what I've done Still sore from being burned by every fire I've begun Every postcard is a post-war transmission And every word's a new beginning I've destroyed my reputation, struck fear in the hearts of men And I've become a walking complication Can't make those mistakes again Our breathing patterns bring the sun (Ooh) New voices for when you have gone You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs You've filled my lungs