Lyrics

Choices

There?s a danger when we look around
To believe that things will never come around
But things are what they are because we've made them so
& Everything that we believe is what we want to know

All the choices that we?ve made
From the cradle to the grave
If the time that still remains
Becomes a someday serenade

For Kings & politicians
With power over man & state
Subjugate the people they promised once to save
& So the song remains the same

All the choices that we?ve made
From the cradle to the grave
If the time that still remains
Becomes a someday serenade

Between the future & the past
None of this was built to last
When you put it to the test
We learn to live & love & yet?

All the choices that we?ve made
From the cradle to the grave
If the time that still remains
Becomes a someday serenade


Paul LeCorre