Precious Air

What is it to be a woman in this world
Did you ever stop to consider?
What it is to be a man in this world?
Are we required to deliver?
As you race through the world
Are you aware, you owe your life to precious air?
Oh, precious air
Unseen but always there
Precious air, it's the rhythm in the life we breathe
I see the sun come down in an Aussie town
I hear the crickets in the trees and the dingo's sound
I see the burnt red sky etching shadows of the trees
The mysteries I'm witnessing, fly through my mind on silken wings
That ride the rhythms of each breath
and leave me in the soft caress of
Oh, Precious Air
Unseen but always there
Precious Air, it's the rhythm in the life we breathe
Oh, precious air
Unseen but always there
Precious Air, it's the rhythm in the life we breathe