Breaths

A simplified version of the tune as composed by Ysaye Barnwell of Sweet Honey In the Rock.

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Breaths Lyrics

Chorus:
Listen more often to things than to beings
Listen more often to things than to beings
'Tis the ancestorís breath when the fireís voice is heard
'Tis the ancestorís breath in the voice of the water.

Those who have died have never, never left
The dead are not under the earth
They are in the rustling trees
They are in the groaning woods
They are in the crying grass,
They are in the moaning rocks
The dead are not under the earth.

CHORUS

Those who have died have never never left.
The dead have a pact with the living.
They are in the womanís breast,
They are in the wailing child
They are with us in our homes.
They are with us in the crowd
The dead have a pact with the living.

CHORUS

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I want to sing like the bird sings, not worrying who listens or what they think. - Jelaludding Rumi