I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
And she chose from broken stones
Thrown instead, her idea has fled
But I'll say she's not alone
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna, I'm so restless
Somehow sleep
It cannot tempt me
Diluted resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, for sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
She chose from broken stones
My own, I left, just like the bed
Which holds the lowest tones
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna I'm so restless,
Somehow sleep,
It isn't tempting,
Translucent resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, I'm sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
And she chose from broken stones
Shown in red, despite the web
Of shade that craves her zone
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna, I'm so restless
Somehow sleep
It will not tempt me
Disputed resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, I'm sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
Before My Last Breath Video (MV)
Performed By: Strangers to Change
Language: English
Length: 4:57
Written by: John Cavanagh, Joseph Smith, Luke McCloskey
Strangers to Change - Before My Last Breath Lyrics
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I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
And she chose from broken stones
Thrown instead, her idea has fled
But I'll say she's not alone
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna, I'm so restless
Somehow sleep
It cannot tempt me
Diluted resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, for sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
She chose from broken stones
My own, I left, just like the bed
Which holds the lowest tones
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna I'm so restless,
Somehow sleep,
It isn't tempting,
Translucent resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, I'm sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
And she chose from broken stones
Shown in red, despite the web
Of shade that craves her zone
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna, I'm so restless
Somehow sleep
It will not tempt me
Disputed resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, I'm sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
And she chose from broken stones
Thrown instead, her idea has fled
But I'll say she's not alone
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna, I'm so restless
Somehow sleep
It cannot tempt me
Diluted resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, for sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
She chose from broken stones
My own, I left, just like the bed
Which holds the lowest tones
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna I'm so restless,
Somehow sleep,
It isn't tempting,
Translucent resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, I'm sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
I'm sewn from old, the coldest thread
And she chose from broken stones
Shown in red, despite the web
Of shade that craves her zone
Gentle as I whisper
To those willows in the wind
Luna, I'm so restless
Somehow sleep
It will not tempt me
Disputed resurrection
Daily bread, the rest is empty
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
Bit relentless, dear, I'm sure
But tell me, what comes first
Will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
Oh, will I find love before my last breath
Writer: John Cavanagh, Joseph Smith, Luke McCloskey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid