life is long   pulling right from wrong   legs like a rock   yet you're blown by the wind   when you walk      night time falls   so you walk on home   burning moon singing:   breathe it out, breathe it out   breathe it out's what you shout   as you run from the building   on home through the crowd      death is quick   slap of pigeon's wings   out of an alleyway   and into the light   on up into the light   like lightning