I was at a funeral the day I realized
I wanted to spend my life with you
Sitting down on the steps at the
old post offive
The flag was flying at half-mast
And I was thinkin´ ´bout how
everyone is dying
And maybe it´s time to live

I don´t know where we´re going
I don´t know what we´ll do

Walked into the Thrif-tee
Saw the man with the hollow eyes
who didn´t give me all my change
But it didn´t bother me this time
´cause I know I´ve only got
this moment
And it´s good
I went to the gas station
Old woman honked her horn
Waiting for me to fix her car

I don´t know where we´re going
I don´t know what we´ll do

Laying in bed tonight I was thinking
and listening to all the dogs
and the sirens and the shots
And how a careful man tries
to dodge the bullets
While a happy man takes a walk

And maybe it´s time to live