George Hrab Pick-Me-Up

:

I felt bad enough, that “Everything Alive Will Die Someday” really got me out of my own head.

Just remember- everything alive will die someday
and that’s OK. It’s the great equating factor in the world
like some desiccated tractor,
we all run out of gas, this life can’t last
’cause everything alive will die someday


I used to worry that my folks would someday die
’cause that meant if they could than that meant so could I
too young to handle this morose philosophy
I’d deal with all of this by climbing up a tree

and looking at the huge-small world I could survey
I wondered what it’s feel like on that final day
and calculated the heartbeats left in my lot
then realized the best idea was t’enjoy the time I’ve got

I felt bad enough, that “Everything Alive Will Die Someday” really got me out of my own head.

Just remember- everything alive will die someday
and that’s OK. It’s the great equating factor in the world
like some desiccated tractor,
we all run out of gas, this life can’t last
’cause everything alive will die someday


I used to worry that my folks would someday die
’cause that meant if they could than that meant so could I
too young to handle this morose philosophy
I’d deal with all of this by climbing up a tree

and looking at the huge-small world I could survey
I wondered what it’s feel like on that final day
and calculated the heartbeats left in my lot
then realized the best idea was t’enjoy the time I’ve got

and I’d remember- that everything alive will die someday
and that’s OK. From the single cellular to grandiose
seems we’re all destined to be toast
ev’ry leaf, bush, plant, and tree, will cease to be
’cause everything alive will die someday

every empire crumbles
every mammoth tumbles to the ground
ally and enemy
both kick the bucket equally

and in this truth there lies a fact
if you ignore those who distract
you have a chance to realize
the fairness of unfairness is in everything’s demise

You should remember, everything alive will die someday
and that’s hard to say, though to me it’s more a blessing than a curse
(is this a chorus or a weird verse?)
every hand that’s ever writ- will up and quit,
’cause everything alive will die someday

BUT IN THE MEANTIME:
I get to see you smile, and that makes it all worthwhile.
To look into your eyes is worth
the eventual demise of earth
and of ev’ry living cell, what the hell&
let’s Deborah and Clive ourselves today

So let’s remember, everything alive will die someday
but let me say, you shouldn’t do just whatever you will
don’t ever cause anyone ill-
an historic reversal. Don’t you know?
This IS the only chance you’ve got,
it aught to mean an awful lot,
this is the show and not some rehearsal

talk of an extra inning
implies this is just a beginning
but there’s no prize you will be winning
your existence is enough of a reward to keep you grinning

George Hrab is also on Skepticality #133, where his new CD is available for free.

Powered by ScribeFire.

Filed under: Podcasts Tagged: george hrab, music, skepticality






Leave a Comment