"Last Breath" lyrics

"Last Breath"

This isn't the end, this isn't the end
I can still feel you, I still hear your footsteps
The sound of your silence still screaming inside you
If I could make time stand still, I'd capture this moment
I'd replay your last breath
Again, again. Again, again. Again
Your whisper's in the wind but I can't decipher it
I can't decipher it

Am I alive or am I dreaming?
And if I'm alive, why aren't I breathing?
Why aren't I breathing?

Is there nothing left?
How is this living if we're living to die?
Oh messy life, why do I try?
Or are we infinite, every moment precious?
Oh messy life, why do I try? Why do I try?
Why do I write in your fading light?

This isn't the end
I can still feel you, I can still hear you
Give me your anchor, I'll carry it for you
'Cause I will never let you down
I would never let you drown
'Cause I still feel you, and I still need you
And I still feel you, can you feel me too?
Can you feel me too?


EP: "Head In The Clouds" (2015)
State Faults - Head In The Clouds EP cover
Untitled
(Instrumental)
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