Breathing

Outside gets inside
Through her skin
I've been out before
but this time it's much safer in
Last night
In the sky
Such a bright light
My radar send me danger
But my instincts tell me to
Keep breathing

Breathing
Breathing my mother in
Breathing my beloved in
Breathing
Breathing her nicotine
Breathing
Breathing the fall
Out - in. out - in, out - in. out - in, out - in

We've lost our chance
We're the first and last
After the blast
Chips of plutonium are twinkling in every lung
I love my beloved
All and everywhere
Only the fools blew it
You and me knew life itself
Is breathing

Breathing
Breathing my mother in
Breathing my beloved in
Breathing
Breathing her nicotine
Breathing
Breathing the fall
Out - in. out - in, out - in. out - in, out - in, out

In point of fact it is possible to tell the
difference between a small nuclear explosion and
a large one by a very simple method. The calling
card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that
is far more dazzling than any light on earth--brighter
even than the sun itself--and it is by the duration
of this flash that we are able to determine the size
(What are we going to do without?)
of the weapon. After the flash a fireball can be
seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust
and living things around the area of the explosion,
and as this ascends, it soon becomes recognisable
as the familiar mushroom cloud. As a demonstration
of the flash duration test let's try and count the
number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very
small bomb; then a more substantial, medium-sized
bomb; and finally, one of our very powerful,
high-yield bombs.

What are we going to do without
Ooh, please, let me breathe
Quick, breathe in deep
Leave us something to breathe
Ooh, life is