Lyrics Richard Thompson

Richard Thompson

First Breath

Let’s love

what’s left

Last Dance

First Breath

New friends

Hard won

Old hearts

Shine on

The frost is cruel

And fades the sign

On that little place

That I call mine

Let’s love

what’s left

Like new born

First breath

Old stars

New shine

Old cup

New wine

Sun rise

Moon glow

Someday

We’ll know

Inch by inch

Word by word

The lock is sprung

That caged the bird

Let’s love

What’s left

Last dance

First breath