Live And Learn

06:36
Terashain
Penton/Hassie/Etchells/Carnicom

Story

Whew, thats a lot to say, isn't it? I got carried away, and I just couldn't cut anything. Just couldn't. It's dedicated to our lovely wives. Our pockets are all sewn up, ladies! Love you.

 

 

Lyrics

I remember as an eight-year-old

Pockets full of marbles

Many more than they would hold

After chasing girls and lizards home

The sun setting behind me

As I sang the theme from Twilight Zone

But my spinning world stood still that day

My pockets void of treasures

Like a forty-niner losing precious gold

 

You can waste your tears on emptiness

Or get up and start again

Thank the heavens for experience

Better off for having them

 

I’ve had memories come and go

Hieroglyphics on my soul

And holes in my pockets

Just like I did back then

I hit the concrete now and then

But I get up and I get by

 

The years and miles and life flew by

Me and High School buddies

Hanging out behind the bleachers getting high

The three of us would talk all night

Passing borrowed liquor

Making promises of loyalty for life

But Graduation came and went

Kindred souls went separate ways

Not ever to come face to face again

 

Stay lost in teenage innocence

Or get up and start again

Thank the heavens for experience

Better off for knowing them

 

We were young and we were free

Now they’ve slipped away from me

Through holes in my pockets

Broken bonds from way back when

Crack the concrete now and then

But I get up and I get by

 

You can hang your fears on bitterness

‘Til it brings you to the end

Or live life with new experience

Strong enough to let ‘em in…. Again

 

Life is changing every day

Showing me a different way

Holes in my pockets

Just like I did back then

I hit the concrete now and then

But I get up and I get by

 

That April day she gave me love

The sun sets now before us

Life is open as the sky above

Now once again my pockets full

Rich with long lost treasures

And lessons from that eight year old!

 

Cast away the loneliness

‘Cause I’m never letting go

Trading marbles for our memories

Never slipping through the holes

 

I Live and Learn with you each day

And I won’t let you get away

Through holes in my pockets

You and I until the end

We’ll hit the concrete now and then

But we’ll get up and we’ll get by….

Living life for you each day

It was meant to be that way

No holes in my pockets

Forever my best friend

Tough as concrete to the end

We’ll get up, We’ll get by!