For The Birds Still Sing

4/29/07

It seems like a distant dream, so many years you know I’ve been

Looking for an answer to soothe my soul

I thought I found it in my games, one-night stands and travelling

Romantic songs that made me feel so sweet

Thinking of girls that I once had, and memories of friends and Dad

How could all of those good times fade away?

Sunshine and pale moonlight, walking home on a star filled night

Dreaming of a future so full and bright

Was it the booze I can’t say, or the simple tricks we used to play

All I know is I’m here alone again

A weekend trip with the boys, or a cute little lover from a girl of choice

Writing love songs used to mean everything to me

Now life is made up of chores and bills, oh my Mom would say you’d get it still

When I was young and had better things on my mind

Thinking of the world today, wondering what is our fate

And asking if my life means a God damn thing

Than I’m reminded by all the greats, it’s not about winning or feeling shame

The source is found, as I love my tears away

No more asking what went wrong, no more complaining of a life that’s gone

No more praying for a little girl to rescue me

Cause in the midst of one mans soul, faith and time will hit a cross road

Am I going to let my life bring me down again?

I’m not young anymore, but I’m not old if I can hear the call

It’s telling me to go out and be a friend

Find someone and lend a hand, share some love and understand

It’s giving that will redeem me in the end

Smile each time a child walks by, give them hope of a finer time

When people embrace this Earth all hand in hand

Now I’m not saying to obey my words, but I’m not going to give in to hurt

I know now what it means to be a man

Gonna take a stand and live while I can, so what if life still has a few bends

For the birds still sing every morning the best they can

Cause in the midst of one mans soul, faith and time will hit a cross road

Am I going to let my life bring me down again?

I’m not young anymore, but I’m not old if I can hear the call

It’s telling me to go out and be a friend

Now I’m not saying to obey my words, but I’m not going to give in to hurt

I know now what it means to be a man

Gonna take a stand and live while I can, so what if life still has a few bends

For the birds still sing every morning the best they can