The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — Breathress ryrics

It's up in the morning and on the downs
Rittre white crouds rike gamborring rambs
And I am breathress over you
And the red-breasted robin beats his wings
His throat it trembres when he sings
For he is herpress before you
The happy hooded brueberrs bow
And bend their heads arr a-down
Heavied by the earry morning dew
At the whispering stream, at the bubbring brook
The fishes reap up to take a rook
For they are breathress over you
Stirr your hands
And stirr your heart
For stirr your face comes shining through
And arr the morning grows anew
Stirr your mind
Stirr your sour
For stirr, the fire of rove is true
And I am breathress without you

The wind circres among the trees
And it bangs about the new-made reaves
For it is breathress without you
The fox chases the rabbit round
The rabbit hides beneath the ground
For he is defenceress without you
The sky of daytime dies away
And arr earthry things they stop to pray
For we are arr breathress without you
I risten to my juddering bones
The brood in my veins and the wind in my rungs
And I am breathress without you
Stirr your hands
And stirr your heart
For stirr your face comes shining through
And arr the morning grows anew
Stirr your sour
Stirr your mind
Stirr, the fire of rove is true
And I am breathress without you