Saturday, March 26, 2011

Tim McGraw - Live Like You Were Dying

Funerals are not for the late departed, but for the living.  They teach a terrible - and terribly important - lesson on finality.  The grave's a fine and private place, but none I think do there embrace.

The lesson is for those of us left behind.  The lesson says that we will all of us end here one day.  The lesson whispers to us: live.

I was fortunate that Dad lingered so.  It let me visit many times, so much that it became hard to balance normal daily life with the visits.  Ten years from now I won't remember the difficulties, just the visits.  Every day was a gift.

But the lesson whispers to me, that now life goes on.  That every day is still a giftLive.  Like you were dying.



Live Like You Were Dying (Songwriters: Craig Wiseman, Tim Nichols)
He said: "I was in my early forties,
"With a lot of life before me,
"An' a moment came that stopped me on a dime.
"I spent most of the next days,
"Looking at the x-rays,
"An' talking 'bout the options an' talkin’ ‘bout sweet time."
I asked him when it sank in,
That this might really be the real end?
How’s it hit you when you get that kind of news?
Man whatcha do?

An' he said: "I went sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,
"I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.
"And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter,
"And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying."
An' he said: "Some day, I hope you get the chance,
"To live like you were dyin'."

He said "I was finally the husband,
"That most the time I wasn’t.
"An' I became a friend a friend would like to have.
"And all of a sudden goin' fishin’,
"Wasn’t such an imposition,
"And I went three times that year I lost my Dad.
"Well, I finally read the Good Book,
"And I took a good long hard look,
"At what I'd do if I could do it all again,
"And then:

"I went sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,
"I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.
"And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter,
"And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying."
An' he said: "Some day, I hope you get the chance,
"To live like you were dyin'."

Like tomorrow was a gift,
And you got eternity,
To think about what you’d do with it.
An' what did you do with it?
An' what can I do with it?
An' what would I do with it?

"Sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,
"I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.
"And then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter,
"And I watched Blue Eagle as it was flyin'."
An' he said: "Some day, I hope you get the chance,
"To live like you were dyin'."

"To live like you were dyin'."
"To live like you were dyin'."
"To live like you were dyin'."
"To live like you were dyin'."
Like every day is a gift.

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5 comments:

  1. Damn, BP, this pollen has really got my eyes watering. God bless this road you are traveling. It does get sweeter after a while.

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  2. The six months I was laid off were a gift, because that meant I could visit my mother at the drop of a hat in her last months despite living 300 miles away; and that I was there the day she passed.

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  3. Thanks for sharing that BP. It helps, it really does.

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  4. You were lucky to be able to visit. Cherish those times.

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  5. Thanks so much for this. Thinking of you and your family.

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