Текст песни Blues Traveler - Aint That Life
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Music: john popperLyrics: john popper/rich vinkSometimes we try to reach the starsAnd sometimes we just trySometimes we try to live a littleAnd sometimes we only dieSometimes we try to hit new heightsAnd sometimes we hit the groundSometimes when we do, its a silent nightAnd sometimes, theres a terrible soundBut aint that life? Aint that life, anyway? We can hope and we can prayWe can try and make a better dayBut when its over, whats left to sayBut aint that life, anyway? We wanna teach, we wanna learnWe dont wanna feel aloneWe want to say that were gods on earthWere really just flesh and boneWere so damn proud of our intellectThat we try and chase the sunThe war of technologys overWe really dont know who wonBut aint that life? Aint that life, anyway? We can hope and we can prayWe can try and make a better dayBut when its over, whats left to sayBut aint that life, anyway? Teacher in space, went and died in disgraceThe tv sets saw everybody cryTake another glance at a good distanceAnd just a couple of people diedWith hope in her eyes, she streaked up through the skyThe wreckage washed up on the beachI wonder if anybody asked her"is there anyone up there to teach? "But aint that life? Aint that life, anyway? We can hope and we can prayWe can try and make a better dayBut when its over, whats left to sayBut aint that life, anyway? Somewhere, someones laughingSomewhere, someone criesSomewhere, someone sees the truthWhile someone else tells liesSomewhere, theres a christianWhos contemplating zenSomewhere, theres a pervertLuring children to his denSomewhere, a girl rides a skateboardAnd hopes to be presidentAnd somewhere an aging actorDecides to give up lentA realtor takes up smokingBut cannot find a matchA kid nearly dies in his dads new carBut worries about the scratchA newborn kitten freezesWhile two young lovers partAnd maybe here, some suckerCould be taking this song to heartIts beautiful, its oh so beautifulIts beautiful, its oh so beautifulDreams can live long after were goneBut whats really in a dream? Sometimes its the lies in a gamblers eyesAnd sometimes, its a silent screamSome people die while others are bornAnd the circle of life goes onWhen you get down to it, were just visitors hereSo you cant really do nothing wrongBut aint that life? Aint that life, anyway? We can hope and we can prayWe can try and make a better dayBut when its over, whats left to sayBut aint that life, anyway? When its over, whats left to say...But aint that life, anyway?