WE’LL GET THERE BEFORE IT CLOSES 

 

All too soon we die I guess, so me, I'm gonna take a rest

And contemplate this living while I can

Gonna dig out my old fishing pole & go on down to the fishing hole

And try to figure out what's for the best

 

Now some folks think I'm lazy, others say I got no ambition

But let me tell you that's not strictly true

Yes, it's true I'm in no hurry and I doubt if I'll be sorry

If I don't get to die before you do

                                      

But we'll get there before it closes so let's take time to smell the roses     

And never give a thought to coming last 

'Cos we're all going the same way and we'll get there in the end            

So why does living have to be so fast?

 

Well we race right through our childhood and headlong into youth

Hardly take a breath along the way

Then we rush straight into marriage and that double baby carriage

Before we even stop to ask the time of day

 

There's  a lot of stuff out there to ponder, lots of magic and pure wonder

For anyone who’ll take the time to see

It's so easy to get sucked into a whirlwind of a life

'Til you can't see the woodland for the trees

 

But we'll get there before it closes so let's take time to smell the roses     

And never give a thought to coming last 

'Cos we're all going the same way and we'll get there in the end            

So why does living have to be so fast?

 

There's so much out there going on but I feel no need to be the one

Who always has to breast the winning tape

I don't mind being second...and I don't mind being third

To tell the truth I don't mind coming last

 

‘Cos we'll get there before it closes so let's take time to smell the roses     

And never give a thought to coming last 

'Cos we're all going the same way and we'll get there in the end            

So why does living have to be so fast?

      

© Errol Walsh