Текст песни Short Life - Glen Hansard

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?