[bad word] #33; [bad word] olvya

I decided to go out and breathe in the air I was made for
There were ten thousand greys in the sky
Not a single soul around
Seems no one likes to be rained on

Go wherever it takes you
Flow wherever it takes you

On the waterfront I walked
The water was moving so graceful
I felt all of my fears fall away
I sat down and closed my eyes
The sound on the breeze was my cradle

Go wherever it takes you
Flow wherever it takes you...

Breathe In...Breathe Out...