Another year has passed
Each one goes a little quicker than the last
And though we're talking every day
The things that really matter
We don't get the chance to say...
Little things drag us down
Run your life in circles
Turn your head around
And like a cold slap in the face
Death is there to remind us
There's no winners in the race
So if you go before me...
If we don't get the chance to say good-bye
I'll be coming right behind you...
Meet me on the Southside of the sky
I want to fly you away
Where the shore goes on forever...
And the sun shines every day
See the smile on your face...
NOTHING HERE IN EARTH COULD EVER TAKE YOUR PLACE...
So if you go before me...
If we don't get to say good-bye...
I'll be coming right behind you...
Meet me on the southside of the sky
Words By Jamie Walker of
the Swinging Steaks
