The Thing With This Life
We are born, we grow up
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
At the end of a rainbow, they say
There is waiting a pot of gold
It possesses a strange quality
Of the mystery tales of old
Like how time can come and go
It'll run from you if you're ready or no
Somehow it'll take and never owe
We are born, we grow up
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
One minute we're in the dawning of life
And the next we are in the eve
It's a mystery of peasants and kings
That the brightest mind can't conceive
They're strange tides that we're sailing on
We have everything we could ever want
But one blink and it will all be gone
We are born, we grow up
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this old life
We are born, we grow up
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this old life
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
At the end of a rainbow, they say
There is waiting a pot of gold
It possesses a strange quality
Of the mystery tales of old
Like how time can come and go
It'll run from you if you're ready or no
Somehow it'll take and never owe
We are born, we grow up
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
One minute we're in the dawning of life
And the next we are in the eve
It's a mystery of peasants and kings
That the brightest mind can't conceive
They're strange tides that we're sailing on
We have everything we could ever want
But one blink and it will all be gone
We are born, we grow up
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this old life
We are born, we grow up
We get older and we die
Here we come, there we go
In the blinking of an eye
You can want all you want
But you'll never get more time
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this life
That's the thing, that's the thing
With this old life
Credits
Writer(s): Braden Jones
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