And you take
Stock of the new day.
And you hear your voice croak
As you choke
on what you need to say.
Well, don't you fret
Don't you fear.
I will give you good chear.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
If you wait then your plate I will fill.
As the verses unfold
And your soul
Suffers the long day.
And the twelve o'clock gloom
Spins the room
You struggle on your way.
Well, don't you sigh
Don't you cry.
Lick the dust from your eye.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
We will meet in the sweet light of dawn.
As the Baker Street train
Spills your pain
All over your new dress.
And the symphony sounds
underground
But you wanted to rest.
Well, don't you squeal
As the mill
Grinds you under its wheel.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
But the tune ends too soon for us all.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
But the tune ends too soon for us all.
