Lyrics
You go to work, you sleep you eat
You find the ends, you make them meet do it again
It doesn't seem to matter at all
Your shrink, she gave you some advice
Said you don’t get to do it twice
When you reach the end,
Won’t matter if you ran or you crawl
Get it wrong or get it right
You live in jest or live in spite
In the end
We’re all gonna fall
You're going way too fast
There’s no way you can keep up that pace
cause the finish line is death when life is a race.
You’ve been looking for something that can't be found by seeking
You've been holding your your own but everybody knows your beaten
No the weight of the world hasn't changed
You're just older and starting to strain
So fold your hand or make your move
If you got something left to prove.
You pick it up you put it down,
You take some time to look around
No smiles no frowns no emotion at all
You count your chips you place your bets
You win you lose you pay your debts
But in the end it's all up to the luck of the draw
You call them spades you call them hearts
Call this bluff a house of cards
And in the end, they are all going to fall
You're going way too fast
There’s no way you can keep up that pace
cause the finish line is death when life is a race.
You’ve been looking for something that can't be found by seeking
You've been holding your your own but everybody knows your beaten
No the weight of the world hasn't changed
You're just older and starting to strain
So fold your hand or make your move
If you got something left to prove.
Do it now if you can
If you can’t be a man
And bow out
Do it now if you can
If you can’t be a man
There’s no shame
Now one to blame
Win or you lose
It’s all the same
You’ve been looking for something that can't be found by seeking
You've been holding your your own but everybody knows your beaten
No the weight of the world hasn't changed
You're just older and starting to strain
Think...
Credits
Music and Lyrics by Bosco and Peck