WE’LL GET THERE BEFORE IT CLOSES 

 

Well all too soon we die I guess, so me, well... I'm just gonna take a rest

Gonna contemplate this living while I can

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

Maybe try and figure out what's for the best

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

But you you know.... you know that's not strictly true

Yes, it's true I'm in no hurry but 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... 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 even take a breath along the way

And then we rush straight into marriage and that old double baby carriage

Before we even stop to ask the time of day

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

For anyone who’ll take the time to see

But man, it's just so easy to get sucked into a whirlwind of a life

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

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

The one that  always has to breast the winning tape

Y'know.. I don't mind being second..... I don't even mind being third

To tell the truth I don't mind coming last

Because we'll get there before it closes so let's take some 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?..... why does living have to be so fast?

 

© Errol Walsh