Manual Breathing

I know what it's like to lose yourself to the night

In the hours of time that don't feel like real life

I know what it's like to think you'll wake up tomorrow and be someone new

But the sun comes on up and it's still just you

I know what it's like to sleep right through the morning

Thinking afternoon will shake motivation out of your bones

I know what it's like when everyone left by the time you're awake

So you're stuck with the familiar, feeling alone

Count to five

It goes in through a gasp and out through a sigh