Last Breath
Ane Brun, Martin Lindstrom
Sure, life goes on
But I really didn't know
How life could move on
And I didn't understand
How beauty holds the hand of sorrow
How today can unchain tomorrow
I held your last breath
In my chest
Birds in the window
Join the silence that followed
From across the room
Came an invisible wave
Life shrunk, and rue that day
I held your last breath
In my chest
