He said I was in my early forties
With a lot of life before me
When a moment came that stopped me on a dime.
I spent most of the next days
By looking at the x-rays
Talkin about the options
And talking about sweet times.
I asked him as it sank in
That this really might be the real end:
How's it hit you when you get that kind of news?
Man, what'd you do?
And he said:
"I went sky-diving,
I went rocky-mountain-climbing,
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull namend Fu Manchu.
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgivness I'd be denying."
And he said:
"Someday I hope you'll get the chance
To live like you were dying."
He said: "I was finally the husband
That most of the time I wasn't.
I became a friend a friend would like to have.
And all the sudden going fishing,
Wasn't such an imposition.
I went three times that year I lost my dad.
Well, I finally read a good book
And I took a good long hard look
At what I'd do if I could do it all again.
And then
I went sky-diving,
I went rocky-mountain-climbing,
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull namend Fu Manchu.
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgivness I'd be denying.
And he said:
"Someday I hope you'll get the chance
To live like you were dying."
Like tomorrow was a gift
And you got eternity to think about
What did you do with it?
What did you do with it?
What did I do with it?
What would I do with it?
Sky-diving,
I went rocky-mountain-climbing,
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull namend Fu Manchu.
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I watched the eagle as it was flying.
And he said:
"Someday I hope you'll get the chance
To live like you were dying."
To live like you were dying.
To live like you were dying.
To live like you were dying.
To live like you were dyyyyyyyyyyy-ing.
Writer(s): James Timothy Nichols, Craig Wiseman
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