Story Behind The Song
This song was written and mostly performed by my friend Ralph Warnock. We recorded it in my studio and I'm hosting it on my site for him. Please ignore the fact that the player says I'm the artist....I was just the recording engineer and a studio musician.
Song Length |
5:35 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
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Lyrics
Gets dark by five; December slips up from behind her
A picked at dinner, television cluttering the air
A scented candle, a small reminder
A whispered "Good night," half expects a voice to answer as she climbs the stairs
These are the only days; this is a lonely night
These are the dreams that breed the heartache of dreams denied
These are the only days and baby, this is the Only Life
He drives in late, under the weather
Empty gaze beyond the windshield where once he only saw her face
When an hour away felt like forever
Finally slips in bed beside her dreamy smile touched with an angel's grace
And all this time they've spent alone together
A loyal lifetime's obligation that never knew a moment's faith
These are the only days; tomorrow has arrived
This is the blur of seven decades in Monday morning's broken light
These are the only days and baby, this is the Only Life
Now life goes on; and if I'm gone before you
And more than the swept up shards of memory remain
There's always now; and I am living for you
And I'll be waiting and Maria, I will call your name
These are the only days; it's good to be alive
These are the pieces of a miracle that's forever dying
These are the only days and baby, this is the Only Life
This is the Only Life
This is the Only Life