Lyric

The clouds are breaking, soft and slow

The city hums in a gentle glow

I trace my thoughts on window glass

And watch the light begin to pass

The sky is breathing, so am I

Colors spill across the sky

Every shade feels new, feels mine

I’m still here — and that’s just fine

My shoes are dry, but my soul feels wide

A quiet calm I can’t hide

No more shadows, no disguise

Just open air and tired eyes

The sky is breathing, I can feel

Something faded, something real

Every shade feels new, feels mine

I’m still here — and that’s just fine

Maybe all I had to do

Was stop pretending, start anew

Now the air tastes clean and sweet

Under my feet, the world repeats

And I don’t need a reason why—

The sky is breathing, and so am I