Breathe with the Glass

Take B highlights delicate acoustic guitar and whispery jazz vocals for optical precision.

The stories behind Breathe with the Glass

Lyrics

Look how precise

A light so fine, so still

Warm ocean wind through the corridor

Winter blinds, dusting away all the noise in our minds

Sitting in white with a delicate hand

Tuning a beam from a far distant land

Argon laser,

500 green

Softest reflection that you've ever seen

Aligning the mirrors by quarter degrees

Listening out to the waves and the trees

And talk is suave,

a gentle touch the dial clicks guiding

the photon where site

needs to go

Tomorrow morning And old painter's eyes

Will wake up to color

Beneath Rio skies

Breathe with the glass

Let the bands remain

A whisper of peace

Peace over sorrow and pain, two little prisms locked into

the light, giving the beauty back to the night so

daddy vanishes sweet and serene

In the quietest touch that the clinic has

seen

The focal point settles, as sharp as a star

No friction to follow, no sirens afar I test

the calibration on thermal paper black

A microscopic dot that will never turn back

She leaves the clean room with sand

on her shoes Having cured the shadows

And banished the blues

No heavy hammers No roaring machines

Just love calibrated behind paper screens

A gentle science that asks for no fame

Just quietly healing in summer's soft name

Breathe with the glass, let the balance remain

A whisper of peace over sorrow and pain

Two little prisms locked into the light giving the

beauty back to the night so daddy vanishes

sweet and serene

And the quietest touch

That the clinic has seen

Faux couper fait to

See the world again

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