Lung Breathers - Oyama

Started from the bottom up

In this haze we started out

looking for our mothers' love

something new to talk about

Started on the middle ground

in this haze we started out

looking through the lost and found

tables cut in two equal halves

Sending rings of gold

hoping for a return call

knock on my window

maybe I can let you in

Meet me at the corner store

just don’t get lost on the way

even if our hands can’t touch

cycle forth without a known path

ocean as a whole:

this is where we started out

Open up your mind

understand where we align

ocean is a hole

in between the other