Breathe
David Gilmour, Richard Wright, Roger Waters / Pink Floyd: The Dark Side of the Moon (1973)
| Em | A | Em | A | |
| Em | A | Em | A | |
| Breathe, breathe in the | air - | Don't be afraid to | care |
| Em | A | Em | A | |
| Leave but don't leave | me - | Look around and chose your own | ground |
| C | Bm | |
| For | long you live and high you fly - And | smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry |
| F | G | G7 | B | |
| And | all you touch and all you see - Is | all your life will | ever | be |
| Em | A | Em | A | |
| Run, run, rabbit, | run - | Dig that hole, forget the | sun, |
| Em | A | Em | A | |
| And when at last the work is | done - | Don't sit down it's time to start an | other one |
| C | Bm | |
| For | long you live and high you fly - But | only if you ride the tide |
| F | G | G7 | B | |
| And | balanced on the biggest wave - You | race toward an | early | grave. |
Reprise
| Em | A | Em | A | |
| Home, home a | gain - | I like to be there when | UI can |
| Em | A | Em | A | |
| When I come in cold and | tired - | It's good to warm my bones beside | the fire |
| C | Bm | |
| Far away across the field - The | tolling of the iron bell |
| F | G | G7 | B | |
| Calls the faithful to their knees - To | hear the softly spoken | magic | spells. |