Breathe Me

"Breathe Me"

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And the worst part is there's no one else to blame
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Wish You Were Here

According to a post on songmeanings.com Pink Floyd's classic, "Wish You Were Here" is about a former member of the band:

Wish you were here refers to Syd Barrett, an original member of Pink Floyd, who's extremely exessive drug use caused him to leave the band and be replaced by David Gilmour. Barrett was considered the creative one behind early Floyd. "Shine on You Crazy Diamond" is also a tribute to him, and the Wall is often refered to by some as his biography.

Friends, lovers, even family members, feature in our lives in supporting roles - some permanent, some as cameo appearances. We flit between people who are our everything one moment, and a memory the next.

It's a testimony to how inconstant we are as a species that our hearts don't remain in one place permanently. External influences, circumstance and even our own thoughts work against our relationships like a force of nature that is completely beyond our control. It is such a dichotomy that most of us desire the safety and security of a lasting love or friendship but we are often unable to maintain either.

Consequently we are left with a collection of memories that often lose their potency with time. Perhaps this loss is some kind of evolutionary defense mechanism that works in the interest of self-preservation.

We coexist but our lives cannot run parallel to each other. Every individual has their own set of day-to-day challenges, emotional battles and demons to overcome. If we're lucky, two paths converge but invariably we split at a crossroads and are left to head in new directions independently; and as we navigate the highways and byways that life puts beneath us, old roads become less visible in our rear view mirrors.

We can never turn back. All we have is to ride on and cross paths with new friends along the way. So with that, I say farewell to the people who have helped me make my memories as they stand today. I wish them all well and perhaps one day our paths might come together again and we can say hello.

I also greet the new road with hope and optimism. A new journey with new passengers on board awaits and I won't be making any pit stops. I'll soldier on and try to avoid the potholes and day by day, I hope, I get closer and closer to the place I am meant to be.

Bon Voyage.

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue sky's from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
And how we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Hurt

I hurt myself today,
To see if I'd still feel.
I focus on the pain,
The only thing that's real.
The needle tears a hole,
The old familiar sting;
Try to kill it all away,
But I remember everything.

What have I become,
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.
You could have it all,
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt...

I wear this crown of shit,
Upon my liar's chair,
Full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time,
The feelings disappear.
You are someone else,
I am still right here.

What have I become,
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.
And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt,
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.

If I could start again,
A million miles away,
I would keep myself,
I would find a way.