Song | Another Day |
Artist | Karan Casey |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
This world is made from sweat and toil | |
Pushing muscle and elbow oil | |
We can’t lie too long in the shade | |
Because everyday must be remade | |
Some days we fall some days we fly | |
In the end we all must die | |
Our rotten flesh and broken bones | |
Will feed the ground that we call home | |
Will feed the ground that we call home | |
(Chorus:) | |
A new sprout grows from a fallen tree | |
This song will go on after me | |
So lift your heart and dry your eyes | |
|: It’s another day to live and die :| | |
Now I’ve run naked in the wild | |
Seen the beauty of a new born child | |
Like the alchemists of old | |
I’ve tried to spin my straw to gold | |
Most times a giver some times a thief | |
So full of hope but prone to grief | |
Between freedom and despair | |
I know the truth is lying there | |
I know the truth is lying there | |
(Chorus) | |
Go on now don’t you worry about me | |
You’ve miles to go and a world to see | |
My life’s been long and full and good | |
I’ve run this race the best I could | |
It’s a short time here and a long apart | |
The same song rings in both our hearts | |
So take this guitar when I’m gone | |
Write your rhymes and pass it on | |
(Chorus) |
This world is made from sweat and toil | |
Pushing muscle and elbow oil | |
We can' t lie too long in the shade | |
Because everyday must be remade | |
Some days we fall some days we fly | |
In the end we all must die | |
Our rotten flesh and broken bones | |
Will feed the ground that we call home | |
Will feed the ground that we call home | |
Chorus: | |
A new sprout grows from a fallen tree | |
This song will go on after me | |
So lift your heart and dry your eyes | |
: It' s another day to live and die nbsp: | |
Now I' ve run naked in the wild | |
Seen the beauty of a new born child | |
Like the alchemists of old | |
I' ve tried to spin my straw to gold | |
Most times a giver some times a thief | |
So full of hope but prone to grief | |
Between freedom and despair | |
I know the truth is lying there | |
I know the truth is lying there | |
Chorus | |
Go on now don' t you worry about me | |
You' ve miles to go and a world to see | |
My life' s been long and full and good | |
I' ve run this race the best I could | |
It' s a short time here and a long apart | |
The same song rings in both our hearts | |
So take this guitar when I' m gone | |
Write your rhymes and pass it on | |
Chorus |
This world is made from sweat and toil | |
Pushing muscle and elbow oil | |
We can' t lie too long in the shade | |
Because everyday must be remade | |
Some days we fall some days we fly | |
In the end we all must die | |
Our rotten flesh and broken bones | |
Will feed the ground that we call home | |
Will feed the ground that we call home | |
Chorus: | |
A new sprout grows from a fallen tree | |
This song will go on after me | |
So lift your heart and dry your eyes | |
: It' s another day to live and die nbsp: | |
Now I' ve run naked in the wild | |
Seen the beauty of a new born child | |
Like the alchemists of old | |
I' ve tried to spin my straw to gold | |
Most times a giver some times a thief | |
So full of hope but prone to grief | |
Between freedom and despair | |
I know the truth is lying there | |
I know the truth is lying there | |
Chorus | |
Go on now don' t you worry about me | |
You' ve miles to go and a world to see | |
My life' s been long and full and good | |
I' ve run this race the best I could | |
It' s a short time here and a long apart | |
The same song rings in both our hearts | |
So take this guitar when I' m gone | |
Write your rhymes and pass it on | |
Chorus |