No concerns about tomorrow
He wakes up in the evening
Sunset is the perfect time to start his day
Makes a cup of coffee, pours in some Scotch, left from yesterday
Grabs an old newspaper, he’ll read it tomorrow
Because aged news make the world just seem so bright
And it gets easier to make it through the night
If you’re going to live fast, you got to be at your best
Willing to play hard and work much less
Has no worries of the days to come
No concerns about tomorrow
He’ll grow old when he’s six feet underground
No regrets, remorse or sorrow
Hurries up to finish his deliveries for today
Then runs to the bar for a drink with his friends
Before it gets too late
If you want to make it to “happy hour” on time
Party out all night and chill
You better pay your bills
It’s early in the morning
At the end of a reckless night
The birds will sing their morning song
And he’ll fall asleep at first light
Has no worries of the days to come
No concerns about tomorrow
He’ll grow old when he’s six feet underground
No regrets, remorse or sorrow
My beautiful love
Just like a wind from a distant shore
she came into my life.
Just like a beautiful princess bride
she turned everything so bright.
If I could tell you how much I love you
I wouldn’t write down,
write down this song for you.
Tell me baby, can I share my life with you?
Baby, would you say… ?
As I walked through these great big hills
I wasn’t sure if it’s wrong or right.
Then she came along the way
And turned everything ok.
If I could tell you how much I love you
I wouldn’t write down,
write down this song for you
Tell me baby, can I share my life with you?
Baby, would you say… ?
The face of hers,
The shades of her beauty
Creates a perfect love.
How fine you are to me, my beautiful love
How fine you are to me, at evening dusk or dawn
If I could tell you how much I love you
I wouldn’t write down,
Write down this song for you
Tell me baby, can I share my life with you?
Baby, would you say I do ?
Break out (a story about a kid)
A long time ago there was a kid.
He built for himself a private world
Where he could live.
It was sunny, it was bright
He left everything behind
In his secret hideout
Now he was able to hide.
Through time the child grew up,
The years went by, time left its mark.
Then the young man realized
his heart was left behind
It’s time to head back home,
not to be alone, not to be alone.
Then the man decided
to get back on the road
He had to seek his way back
To where he belongs.
Within his heart he had to find
A secret trail that was there all the time.
It was there all the time.
Now he knew that he must be the one
To unlock the door, to open up his heart.
From these prison walls he built he had to break out.
And the key he couldn’t find was hidden in his mind.
Now he knew that he must be the one
To unlock the door, to open up his heart.
From the prison walls he built he had to break out.
And the key he couldn’t find was hidden in his mind.
Ripples on the water
Have you ever seen the wind
That blew out the candle?
Have you ever heard the silence?
Or the calm before the storm?
And would you tell the difference
Between light and darkness?
As the night gives in to dawn
Do the clouds remember it used to be an ocean?
Or does the sea remember all the rivers it once was?
And does a drop of rain carry a memory of the cloud it used to be
One moment you were there
The next you were gone
Like ripples on the water
Like waves crashing to shore
In a blink of an eye you vanished
Only the memories still burn
What’s between a dream and a memory?
Other than the longing for some one that is gone?
For those who lived among us, we’re Singing with yearning,
For those who left and will never Return
One moment you were there
The next you were gone
Like ripples on the water
Like waves crashing to shore
In a blink of an eye you vanished
Only a whisper will be heard