We Spend Our Lives Dying
We spend our lives dying…
One day at a time.
We spend so much time fighting
Over so many shades of gray
And I have to wonder
If there isn’t a better way.
I made a friend just recently,
We shared some memories.
We found a common past.
Here I looking forward
While his life is nearly done.
We spend our lives dying…
Just a little bit at a time.
Sometimes it is just a world
That cuts away at our soul.
Sometimes it’s a misplaced kiss
That makes us grow so cold.
I made a friend just recently,
And we shared a dream or two,
Who is to know
What tomorrow is to bring,
Except for shared good-byes.
We spend our lives dying…
Waste too much time denying
That we were ever, truly, alive.
When we close our eyes that final time
Will we finally see the lies?
I made a friend just recently,
He reminded me of better times.
And, now that I know his history,
I find myself wondering
Why his heart has not turned blind.
We spend our lives dying…
And each day that passes
We forget just how to live.
My friend is slowly dying,
And I am at a lost for words.
It isn’t his lost that bothers me,
It’s just that time is so imprecise
That it rarely leaves for dreams.
So, my friend, what I am saying
This song really not for you.
It is for those you will leave grieving,
The ones that you hold so dear,
Something to remind them all
How quickly time slips by.
See dying is really easy,
We die a little every day…
But living life is really an art
And we often just lose our way.
So, in honor of this friend I made,
I ask you all to live…
Cause dying is really easy…
We do it everyday.