'Breathe Me'

Hello Love,
Edna here again.
Hope you've had a good day. I got a lovely ficus from the garden centre that just goes nicely by my Waterford Crystal ball on the mantle. Hubby had obviously been fingering it because it were covered in fingerprints. What is it with men and balls? They can't leave them alone!
So, I was polishing it with a dry cloth when who should I see waving back at me in it...no, not Wayne, but my great auntie Muriel.
She had an unfortunate accident on a zebra crossing, where spookily she were trampled by an actual zebra that had escaped from a private menagerie.
Now that is unlucky, isn't it?
Anyway she had a message from Wayne, who had gone for a cream tea with some Fairfax woman he knew. It's another song called 'Breathe Me' which is apparently popular with those who are six feet under. If you ask me she, Sia, sounds like she's half asleep. Why do the youth of today not enuns......enuncea........open their mouths when they sing? Now Maurice Chevalier, there's talent. Right, I'll leave you to surf in peace.
Bye for now.
Edna x



'Breathe Me' - Sia

Help,
I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Ouch
I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me