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“Breathe Till I’m Full”

 

"In the summer of '18, I was in a major bike accident, breaking my neck, ribs, hand, several teeth, puncturing my lungs, ripping my ear, and gaining a major concussion. When I woke up from being knocked out, my awareness of death felt heightened, and, along with it, a new appreciation for life and all it offers us, in its grandeur, and frustrations, had rested on my mind.   Breathe Till I'm Full came out of that experience, a sort of celebration of the little things that make life worth it, almost a "thankfulness list" if you will, an answer to the question, "what makes you grateful to be living?" And not life in some heightened, far-off state that mutes the things that feel difficult, nor in a self-created blacked-out basement that blocks out the light. It's a view of plain old living, slapping the mosquito and drinking the tea on the porch as the rain rolls in.   I hope you hear your own gratefulness in this song."   -David Wimbish  lyrics  I only have thoughts when everbody's talking  for every memory I pick up, there's one I lost  It's putting in the pieces, rolling in new sheets  It's tightening the bolts in all the places that it leaks  In every love story is a part that bores,  but the further that you eat the closer you get to the core  I laugh in every movie, cry in every book  When you walk in in that dress, I'm trying hard to steal a look  I once was a boy, and now I'm just an older one  playing with my toys and looking for some fun  Its cracking all my ribs, and breathing through a tube  Wondering later if my excitement came off rude   And I don't want to die, don't want to get high  just want to breathe, breathe till I'm full   It's living in a van and stressing about money  realizing that I'm kind though I wish that I was funny  It's bigger in the middle but still fit as a fiddle  and looking for a god as if she was a giant riddle  It's kissing just because you're sitting next to me  and changing my whole life because a line a poetry   And I don't want to die, don't want to get high  just want to breathe, breathe till I'm full  so full of this life, so full of this life  breathe till I'm full, then I'll say goodbye   It's curling up and sleeping on an inch of common ground  and trading mystery for all the things that I have found  It's looking in the mirror and setting judgements free  Wanting to see clearer no matter what there may be  It's trying to let go, trying to let go,  it's always trying so damn hard to let go!  It's singing hallelujah though I don't know who it's for  and people knowing my name at my local country store  It's cooking till I'm tired, eating till I sleep  making autumn fires and swimming out too deep  It's naked bodies dancing with moonlight in their eyes  Keeping my mouth shut so I don't ruin the surprise   And I don't want to die, don't want to get high  just want to breathe, breathe till I'm full  so full of this life, so full of this life  breathe till I'm full, then I'll say goodbye  so full of this life, so full of this life  breathe till I'm full, then I'll say goodbye  credits  released August 23, 2019  Recorded and Produced by David Wimbish  Mixed by Stephen Lee Price  Mastered by Dave McNair   Written by David Wimbish   David Wimbish - Vocals, Tambourine  Darren Miles - Acoustic Guitar  Graham Dickey - Trombone, Bells  Sarah McCoy - Keys, Vibraphone  Hayden Cooke - Bass Guitar  Joshua Linhart - Drums  Joshua Ling - Electric Guitar   Group Vocals - The Collection + Morgan Siem, Emily Wimbish, Jenna Bowman, Lewis Humphrey, Tess Margaret, and Michelle Sophia  license

"In the summer of '18, I was in a major bike accident, breaking my neck, ribs, hand, several teeth, puncturing my lungs, ripping my ear, and gaining a major concussion. When I woke up from being knocked out, my awareness of death felt heightened, and, along with it, a new appreciation for life and all it offers us, in its grandeur, and frustrations, had rested on my mind.

Breathe Till I'm Full came out of that experience, a sort of celebration of the little things that make life worth it, almost a "thankfulness list" if you will, an answer to the question, "what makes you grateful to be living?" And not life in some heightened, far-off state that mutes the things that feel difficult, nor in a self-created blacked-out basement that blocks out the light. It's a view of plain old living, slapping the mosquito and drinking the tea on the porch as the rain rolls in.

I hope you hear your own gratefulness in this song."

-David Wimbish

lyrics

I only have thoughts when everbody's talking
for every memory I pick up, there's one I lost
It's putting in the pieces, rolling in new sheets
It's tightening the bolts in all the places that it leaks
In every love story is a part that bores,
but the further that you eat the closer you get to the core
I laugh in every movie, cry in every book
When you walk in in that dress, I'm trying hard to steal a look
I once was a boy, and now I'm just an older one
playing with my toys and looking for some fun
Its cracking all my ribs, and breathing through a tube
Wondering later if my excitement came off rude

And I don't want to die, don't want to get high
just want to breathe, breathe till I'm full

It's living in a van and stressing about money
realizing that I'm kind though I wish that I was funny
It's bigger in the middle but still fit as a fiddle
and looking for a god as if she was a giant riddle
It's kissing just because you're sitting next to me
and changing my whole life because a line a poetry

And I don't want to die, don't want to get high
just want to breathe, breathe till I'm full
so full of this life, so full of this life
breathe till I'm full, then I'll say goodbye

It's curling up and sleeping on an inch of common ground
and trading mystery for all the things that I have found
It's looking in the mirror and setting judgements free
Wanting to see clearer no matter what there may be
It's trying to let go, trying to let go,
it's always trying so damn hard to let go!
It's singing hallelujah though I don't know who it's for
and people knowing my name at my local country store
It's cooking till I'm tired, eating till I sleep
making autumn fires and swimming out too deep
It's naked bodies dancing with moonlight in their eyes
Keeping my mouth shut so I don't ruin the surprise

And I don't want to die, don't want to get high
just want to breathe, breathe till I'm full
so full of this life, so full of this life
breathe till I'm full, then I'll say goodbye
so full of this life, so full of this life
breathe till I'm full, then I'll say goodbye

credits

released August 23, 2019
Recorded and Produced by David Wimbish
Mixed by Stephen Lee Price
Mastered by Dave McNair

Written by David Wimbish

David Wimbish - Vocals, Tambourine
Darren Miles - Acoustic Guitar
Graham Dickey - Trombone, Bells
Sarah McCoy - Keys, Vibraphone
Hayden Cooke - Bass Guitar
Joshua Linhart - Drums
Joshua Ling - Electric Guitar

Group Vocals - The Collection + Morgan Siem, Emily Wimbish, Jenna Bowman, Lewis Humphrey, Tess Margaret, and Michelle Sophia

license