Billy Breathes by Phish

Can't wait for December in NYC!!!

Tumbling greens, a pick-up screams alone above the square
Whoa, sing softly
Above the trees where Billy breathes we float upon the air
Whoa, oh

Softly sing sweet songs
Softly sing sweet songs
Softly sing sweet songs
Ooooh ooooh

Silent scenes in motion means, I'll wake you when we're there
Whoa, sing softly
Time, it seems, in broken dreams, to sleep beside the stair
Whoa, oh

Softly sing sweet songs
Softly sing sweet songs
Softly sing sweet songs
Ooooh ooooh

Softly sing sweet songs
Softly sing sweet songs
Softly sing sweet songs
Softly sing sweet songs