Short Life

It's a short life, and there's so little time And there's a real risk stirring That we may never put these troubles to right It's a dangerous lie that we've got endless time But there's a real hope hovering That we may one day get some good across the line In this short life We only get so much time At the wheel So we drive that mile We pull the sense inside We spend the first part running And the next part waving goodbye To a short life We only get so much time At the wheel In this short life There'll be no going back this time Don't throw it away Rising up unready in the morning Rising up at the close of day Rising up late, wondering if you're still awake Time enough for sleeping through the winter Time enough to miss a day Time enough goes quickly don't you throw it away, my brother I know this goodwill don't mean anything I know we're judged only on the light that we bring I hope your heart is bearing up You went too far, too fast I knew you were a skylarker right to the last This golden tongue will soon be dust But when you kick it up We'll rise in backlit particles You don't have to go it alone La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la Running out of step, step, running out of road We're running out of step, step, running out of road Running out of step, step, running out of road Running out of step, step, running out of road (Running out of) Falling out of step, step, running out of road Falling out of step, step, running out of road (Running out of) Running out of step, step, running out of road We're running out of step, step, running out of road Skylarking Skylarking, isn't it a way that we can go?