Still... Breathing... Ah... No... Wait... Pieces of yesterday Fall through my hands Broken rhythms Broken names Broken skies Still we play Still we breathe Again Again Again Break it Break it Break— Break— No— No— Sing Don't sing Laugh Cry Breathe Stop Breathe Every trumpet Finds another answer Every saxophone Forgets the question Every heartbeat Changes time Nothing stays Nothing stays Nothing... Ah— Ha— No— La— Mm— Still... Still... Still... When the walls begin to disappear Only echoes remain When every melody is gone The silence starts to sing Raise every broken voice Raise every broken hand Tonight We leave no note behind No dream behind No soul behind When the lights grow small When the last horn fades When tomorrow calls... We'll still remember... We'll still sing... We'll still breathe... Preservation Blues... Preservation Blues... Preservation Blues... ...is still breathing. ©️ytsgax