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Breath to Breeze
10
Artist:Jael Jackson
Duration:3:54
Tags:Somber backwoods Kentucky Americana gospel.
Slow tempo (70–85 BPM).
Long instrumental intro.
Airy fiddle melody carrying the emotion.
Soft harpsichord underneath,slow and sacred,adding an old-world,timeless feel.
Sparse banjo or acoustic guitar,very gentle.
Upright bass minimal.
Female vocal enters quietly after instrumental intro.
Breathy,intimate,emotional delivery.
Themes of memory,generations,breath,wind,loss,and quiet faith.
No drums,no polish,spacious and reverent.
That breeze blowin’ through the woods tonight Sounds like voices I still know Moves the leaves like whispered prayers From long ago Mama’s breath in the sycamores Daddy’s sigh in the pine Like the wind don’t ever leave us It just moves through time Every breath I’m breathin’ now Feels borrowed, feels divine Your breath and mine, the same old wind Passed through those who’ve always been Over hills where they laid down Through their laughter, through their sound I’m not standin’ here alone I’m carried by what I’ve been shown From their lungs into my name That breeze still breathes the same There’s a hill far off from here Where the years lie soft and still But the wind keeps tellin’ stories Like it always will It crossed their porch on tired days Held their prayers when words ran thin Now it rests upon my shoulders Moves through me like kin What we lose don’t disappear It just learns to travel near Your breath and mine, the same old wind Passed through those who’ve always been Over hills where they laid down Through their laughter, through their sound I’m not standin’ here alone I’m carried by what I’ve been shown From their lungs into my name That breeze still breathes the same Breath to breath, soul to soul Time ain’t broke, it’s just a fold All who lived still linger here In the wind, in every year Your breath and mine, one holy air Every love that’s ever been shared From the first cry to the last amen From now back then to now again When my breath grows weak and slow I’ll trust the wind to carry home Through these woods, beyond my pain That breeze remembers every name
