This Air I Breathe

I wake and I miss the sea
 What can I miss of the ether?
 I sleep and I wish for not a thing at all.
 But the rest of the rest that will take me
 The rest of the rest that will take me,
 Breathe air.
 Now, which of these things, mother,
 Will give the dust less age?
 For none of them was or will be,
 But they're all given, find me.
 (Can you breathe?)
 Now, which of these things, mother,
 Will give the dust less age?
 For none of them was or will be,
 But they're all given, find me.
 I wake and I miss the sea,
 Fuck can I miss of the ether?
 I sleep and I wish for not a thing at all.
 But the rest of the rest that will take me
 The rest of the rest that will take me.
 Now, which of these things, mother,
 Will give the dust less age?
 (Breathe air)
 For none of them was or will be,
 But they're all given, find me.
 The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all
 The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all
 But the rest of rest of
 The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all
 But the rest of the rest of
 The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all