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1. mermaid kiss

2. breathing under water

3. write my name in stars

4. blind

5. spirit

6. soundchaser

7. this feeling

8. just like you

9. some days are like this

10. like water

11. fated

12. whisper

13. thirteen

14. mermaid kiss reprise

breathing under water

This isn’t simple, take my word
To forget or to remember all the things I’ve heard

One more footstep, take your time
It can lead you from the absurd to the sublime
Where the rosemary grows, well nobody knows,

or nobody can remember
And if its pansies for thoughts,

well I must have all sorts,

and I watch them scatter....

And the whiteness washes over
As I float above the river bed
And I can finally forgive you

all the things you’ve said
Now I’m breathing under water
Dancing with the tide
Moving to a rhythm I can hear inside
When they’re gone.

I am not dreaming, take my hand
I shall sing to you of ways to understand

Where the rosemary grows, well nobody knows,

or nobody can remember
And if it’s pansies for thoughts,

well I must have all sorts,

and I watch them scatter
I make a garland for you,

from the cornflower blue,

it’s the colour of how I’m feeling
And now I’m playing at god,

and I know that it’s odd,

but I’m sure I'm sinking....

And the whiteness washes over
As I float above the river bed
And I can finally forgive you

all the things you’ve said
Now I’m breathing under water
Dancing with the tide
Moving to a rhythm I can hear inside
Now I’m gone

words and music by Evelyn Downing and Jamie Field. arranged by Evelyn, Jamie and Andy.

Breathing Under Water was the second song we’ve written based around Ophelia - the first is on the ‘electric’ ep. The initial idea was Jamie’s as is the chord pattern. Basically, he wrote the melody and lyrics for the verses and Evelyn wrote the chorus - though there was much sharing of thoughts!! The arrangement and instrumentation for this took a long time to complete and much of the atmosphere is down to Andy’s work at the Goat Shed. Wonderful flute line from Eve weaving its way through the first verse.