Blues Rock Solo Artist
I am a solo artist at present.
Story behind the song
Driving through Chesnee, SC and saw a blue canopy set up in a cemetery. Got me to thinking about the person who was buried there, what their life might've been like, and how fast their time must've flown.
Lyrics
Time
©2003 Brian Futch
Big blue canopy, fresh dirt underneath,
Family gathered round, tears falling down,
Heaven finally called her home, we all knew this day would come,
She lived a long, full life, but still it’s hard to say goodbye,
Seconds, minutes, hours, days,
We’re busy, living, and time ticks away,
Weeks, months, years, gone,
I give thanks for every breath I take,
Cause time ain’t gonna wait,
A newborn baby’s cry, the gleam in her mama’s eye,
She crawls, walks and talks, and grows with every mark on the wall,
High school, college, on her own, finds a man and he’s the one,
She’s wearing mama’s wedding gown, her baby girl’s a grown up now,
Chorus
We’re not promised one more day,
We can’t let precious moments go to waste,
Chorus
