A sneeze (or sternutation) is a semi-autonomous, convulsive expulsion of air from the lungs through the nose and mouth, usually caused by foreign particles irritating the nasal mucosa. A sneeze expels air forcibly from the mouth and nose in an explosive, spasmodic involuntary action resulting chiefly from irritation of the nasal mucous membrane.. Sneezing is possibly linked to sudden exposure to bright light, sudden change (fall) in temperature, breeze of cold air, a particularly full stomach, or viral infection, and can lead to the spread of disease.
The function of sneezing is to expel mucus containing foreign particles or irritants and cleanse the nasal cavity. During a sneeze, the soft palate and uvula depress while the back of the tongue elevates to partially close the passage to the mouth so that air ejected from the lungs may be expelled through the nose. Because the closing of the mouth is partial, a considerable amount of this air is usually also expelled from the mouth. The force and extent of the expulsion of the air through the nose varies.
I never thought I'd see the day
I thought that I had finally moved along
And I had let you go so long ago, so long
This is not, this is not where I belong
So I wait for this shallow itch to pass
And I wait, yeah I wait
Hey hey, I'm ok
I don't need this anyway, I'm fine
What's yours and mine
Oh oh, I don't know
What I was ever hoping I would find
But it's time for me to leave this all behind
I don't regret a single thing
I couldn't say it didn't feel alright
But I don't want to stay and I don't want to fight
All alone, with my foolish appetite
So I wait for this shallow itch to pass
And I wait, yeah I wait
Hey hey, I'm ok
I don't need this anyway, I'm fine
What's yours and mine
Oh oh, I don't know
What I was ever hoping I would find
But it's time for me to leave this all behind
I don't have the heart to give away to you again
I don't have the stomach for it, no one ever wins
We had our fun but I have sung this song to you before
Here's my last refrain
Phone rings in the middle of the night
He wants to hear a song by Ashbury Heights
Just one more time before he dies
The DJ knows he's helpless and thus he cries
Here's a swansong coming for you
And the music plays
Flowing through the dark
A dying man mustn't be denied
His voice is one that you should hark
He can hear the whistle blow
He knows all he needs to know
The train plays another song
In this frustration - Mistake upon mistake
A chill inside that haunts me
My reflection in your gallery
In my reflection - Who are you in flesh depicted?
A face I'll only use for a while
These words without sound
These words echoes in me
The guilt weights heavy within
Beneath the skin and bones
There's someone telling me
Break the mirror and set me free
These words without sound
These words echoes in me
[part II: Quietus Of A Butterfly]
When the music has stopped
And lights are low
Will you turn your back on me?
Hate me for what I know?
'Cause I know, I know,
I swear you're there with me in my dreams
You're a poison running through my veins
a wound that just won't heal inside
'Cause I know, I know,
I swear you're there with me in my dreams
My butterfly sing for me
My butterfly drink me deep
Through thick snow, through the freezing blow.
Through darkness I roam...
Alone in night, no one on sight.
But I know...
I know where I can find your love, your thoughts
Your embrace so warm
And I know I can get that all...
But your embrace is like a rope
Around my neck gives me no hope...
I rather roam, than die inside...
Hey... there's so many paths to go,
Mine veiled with the snow...
Hey, I find mine I won't take yours!
My path is maybe hard to roam,
Yours is easier to follow.
Through bitter blow, under northern stars' glow
Your traces on the snow...
So easy to see, I won't follow
I know where I can find the answers, to my thoughts
To my own reality
And I know there's my tranquillity
'Cause your embrace is like dope
Running in my veins gives me no hope...
I rather roam, than die inside...
Hey... theres so many paths to go
Mine veiled with the snow...
Hey, I find mine I won't take yours!!!
My path is maybe hard to roam,
Yours is easier to follow.
But I'll find mine I won't take yours
...I rather roam, than die inside...
Hey... there's so many paths to go,
Mine veiled with the snow...
Hey, I find mine I won't take yours!!!
My path is maybe hard to roam,
Yours is easier to follow.
Fog on the window
Snow in the yard
Cold is a feeling
And it finds your heart If you're on your way then I'm
not awake
And if I'm not awake then I must be dreaming
This can't be real
Tell me it isn't true
I drank all the bottle
But I'm dry as a bone
Another lesson
On being alone
If you're on your way then I'm not awake
And if I'm not awake then I must be dreaming
This can't be real
Tell me it isn't true
Streetlight flickers
Doorbell rings
Nobody answers
And the snow keeps falling falling
The snow keeps falling falling
The snow keeps falling falling
The snow keeps falling falling
If you're on your way then I'm not awake
And if I'm not awake then I must be dreaming
This can't be real