Sunlight doesn't shine through a solid wall
And I can’t wait forever for you to call.
There’s a feeling that I’m feeling that I can’t explain
I woke up this morning, nothing feels the same
It’s time to start walking and get out of my bed
Time to start living before I’m dead.
A movie on a screen or a show on a stage
People talking in a crowd, I just disengage
I sit in front of everyone and close my eyes
Wishing that good mornings were my goodbyes
The light is green, but it will change to red
Time to start living before I’m dead.
1:00, 2:00, 3:00, 4
Say goodbye and head for the door
In my mind I hear the music that is just for me
I close my eyes and there’s a light that I can see
Time to hit the road and stop hitting my head
Time to start living before I’m dead.
Every little thing is gonna be alright
Every little thing is gonna be alright
Every little thing is gonna be alright
Every little thing is gonna be alright
Time to hit the road and stop hitting my head
Time to start living before I’m dead.
I'm tired of myself, and all the things I’ve said
Time to start living before I’m dead.
Commentary
The Screaming Pineapples need a bluesy rocking sort of song, so I wrote this one last week. As of this writing none of the guys have heard it since it's been a few weeks since our last rehearsal.
