Ain’t That Life

Music: john popper
Lyrics: john popper/rich vink

Sometimes we try to reach the stars
And sometimes we just try
Sometimes we try to live a little
And sometimes we only die
Sometimes we try to hit new heights
And sometimes we hit the ground
Sometimes when we do, its a silent night
And sometimes, theres a terrible sound

But aint that life?
Aint that life, anyway?
We can hope and we can pray
We can try and make a better day
But when its over, whats left to say
But aint that life, anyway?

We wanna teach, we wanna learn
We dont wanna feel alone
We want to say that were gods on earth
Were really just flesh and bone
Were so damn proud of our intellect
That we try and chase the sun
The war of technologys over
We really dont know who won

But aint that life?
Aint that life, anyway?
We can hope and we can pray
We can try and make a better day
But when its over, whats left to say
But aint that life, anyway?

Teacher in space, went and died in disgrace
The tv sets saw everybody cry
Take another glance at a good distance
And just a couple of people died
With hope in her eyes, she streaked up through the sky
The wreckage washed up on the beach
I 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 pray
We can try and make a better day
But when its over, whats left to say
But aint that life, anyway?

Somewhere, someones laughing
Somewhere, someone cries
Somewhere, someone sees the truth
While someone else tells lies
Somewhere, theres a christian
Whos contemplating zen
Somewhere, theres a pervert
Luring children to his den
Somewhere, a girl rides a skateboard
And hopes to be president
And somewhere an aging actor
Decides to give up lent
A realtor takes up smoking
But cannot find a match
A kid nearly dies in his dads new car
But worries about the scratch
A newborn kitten freezes
While two young lovers part
And maybe here, some sucker
Could be taking this song to heart

Its beautiful, its oh so beautiful
Its beautiful, its oh so beautiful

Dreams can live long after were gone
But whats really in a dream?
Sometimes its the lies in a gamblers eyes
And sometimes, its a silent scream
Some people die while others are born
And the circle of life goes on
When you get down to it, were just visitors here
So you cant really do nothing wrong

But aint that life?
Aint that life, anyway?
We can hope and we can pray
We can try and make a better day
But when its over, whats left to say
But aint that life, anyway?

When its over, whats left to say...
But aint that life, anyway?