E depois...#5

... há dias em que a única coisa que se pode fazer, é respirar. 

Fundo, profundo, várias vezes. 

Com ou sem vontade... 

"(...) 

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable, 

And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table. 

No one can find the rewind button, boys, 

So cradle your head in your hands, 

And breathe... just breathe, 

Oh breathe, just breathe 

There's a light at each end of this tunnel, 

You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out 

And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again

If you'd only try turning around... 

(...)"