I was at a funeral the day i realized
I wanted to spend my life with you
Sitting down on the steps at the old post office

The flag was flying at half mast
And i was thinking 'bout how
Everyone is dying

And maybe it is time to live

I don't know where we're going

I don't know what we'll do

Walked in to the thrif-tee

Saw the man with the hollow eyes
Who didn't give me all my change
But it didn't bother me this time

'cause i know i've only got
This moment
And it's good

I went to the gas station
Old woman honked her horn
Waiting for me to fix her car


I don't know where we're going
I don't know what we'll do


Laying in bed tonight i was thinking
And listening to all the dogs

And the sirens and the shots
And how a careful man tries
To dodge the bullets

While a happy man takes a walk

And maybe it is time to live