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  1. Live And Learn

From the recording Live And Learn

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!