Story Behind The Song
Life and work,....or the lack thereof, whatever the case may be. The things you have to say to make your daily pay....it's a waltz.
| Song Length |
3:56 |
Genre |
Rock - Americana, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Tranquil, Poignant |
Subject |
Life, General |
| Similar Artists |
Ryan Adams, Wilco |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Like a drop in a bucket
We come and go
The friends we once had
We no longer know
Is the glass half empty
Or is it half full
Shall we drain it to the bottom
And then hit the road
CHORUS:
Every time I see you
I come alive
It's always the same thing
Every Saturday night
Everything changes
It's plain to see
But I don't know about you
And I don't know about me
Though the waves seem smooth
They can turn on a dime
Make you a believer
Begging for your life
Is that a light at the end
Of the tunnel I see
If there's a better days a coming
Won't you get one for me
CHORUS
Selling lies
One day at a time
Anything at all
Just to stay alive
We do what we can
And we do what we must
But there ain't that much hope
And there ain't that much trust
CHORUS x 2 and out