lungs h1 h3 h4 rabbit face walking hand wave death
Breathe, breathe in the air, don't be afraid to care
leave, don't leave me
walk around and choose your own ground
long you live and high you fly
smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
all you touch and all you see
is all your life will ever be
run, rabbit, run dig that hole, forget the sun,
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down it's time to dig another one
for long you'll live, and high you'll fly but only if you ride the tide
and balanced on the biggest wave
you race towards an early grave.