It's to soon
To lay me down to rest in the forest floor
Surrounded by lilies.
Seconds slips out of my hands
And changes to years.
Where is the moment I'm supposed to grasp?
Big space of nothing that surrounds me
Makes me numb.
Not even fear do I feel, is this to releax!?
No, there must be something more to it!
very moment is a gift that I'm supposed to grasp.
Every moment is a gift that I'm supposed to grasp.
Every moment is a gift that I'm supposed to grasp.
How can I be true to life?
It's not enough just to breathe.
You have to live, be completely at present, every moment,
Not just survive.
But very often the most simple thing
Is the hardest thing to complete,
Even though the will is there.
How can I be true to life?
It's not enough just to breathe it.
You have to taste it, feel it, go the whole hog,
Not just survive.
But very often the most simple thing
Is the hardest thing to do,
Even though the will is there.
Every moment is a gift that I'm supposed to grasp.
Every moment is a gift that I'm supposed to grasp.
Every moment is a gift that I'm supposed to grasp.
Yes, it's too soon to lay me down to rest
In the forest floor
Surrounded by lilies.
Yes, it's too soon to lay me down to rest.
So when the night is falling
We walk the silent woods
Surrounded by lilies
Underneath the calm sky.
Yes, when the night is falling
We walk them silent woods