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The sun must set to rise,
And the light will leave your eyes again;
Then breaking like morning's dawn,
Does summer feel the winter come?
The hardest part of life,
Is to live while you're alive, my friend;
So sing an unwritten song,
Or repent for the deeds you left undone.
This is here... This is now,
It's the moment that we live for,
And we just can't live without;
It's all clear to me now,
We've already started dying,
And our time is running out...
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, right now.
Time is ours to steal,
She's a secret to reveal, my friend;
And when your children have all grown,
You'll wait by the window,
And wish them all back home.
This is here... This is now,
It's the moment that we live for,
And we just can't live without;
It's all clear to me now,
We've already started dying,
And our time is running out...
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
Walk a little further off the beaten path,
And we'll drive on even if we get there last;
Our backs against the wall,
And we will lunge and bite,
And we'll rage, rage, rage,
Against the dying of the light.
This is here... This is now,
It's the moment that we live for,
And we just can't live without;
It's all clear to me now,
We've already started dying,
And our time is running out...
This is here... This is now,
It's the moment that we live for,
And we just can't live without;
It's all clear to me now,
We've already started dying,
And our time is running out...
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, right now.
Recorded by Great Big Sea of St. John's, NL (Fortune's Favour, trk#4, 2008, Warner Music Canada, Scarborough, ON).
See more songs by Great Big Sea.
The YouTube video above features a live performance by Great Big Sea at Cobbs Pond Rotary Park, Gander, Newfoundland, at the town's 50th Birthday/Anniversary celebration August 2, 2008.
Liner Notes: This is the fastest lyric we have ever written. Hawksley pulled me into the isolation room with a guitar and the verses literally fell out. When we came out 30 minutes later, Alan and Bob had the chorus gift wrapped and ready to go. The brilliant chant in the middle was all Jeen. We are old enough now to start losing people and we don't very much like that. The difference between the past and the next......is now.
