Live it up, from the time you are born the clock starts and we are living to die.
New Orleans Alternative.
4 Piece New Orleans style Alternative Rock
Story behind the song
At a funeral on a napkin. I just noticed everything around me a wrote about it.
Lyrics
Living to die
Winter cold, damp and wet
Feeling old man winter’s breath
Locking time in a season of death
Living to die, dying to live- for life
The eyes are shut, the casket’s closed
Where we go to no one knows
From above we place a rose
Living to die, dying to live- for life
Are you alone in your own space?
Do we meet our maker face to face?
Do we have a purpose or a place?
Living to die, dying to live- for life
Lightning strikes above our heads
Words are spoken, prayers are read
We say goodbye to our beloved dead
Living to die, dying to live- for life
The casket’s grabbed by mother earth
From death comes life, another birth
And we say goodbye for what it’s worth
Living to die, dying to live- for life
Copyright Brian Zibilich 10-31-95
