Some things, like ice cream, melt away,
With only the flavor left on your tongue,
Some things, like flowers, bloom for a day,
When it seems their life has barely begun.
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
Life brings us sorrow, strife, and pain,
But without life, what would we gain?
Life is for loving, and joyous play,
Life is for living, embrace the day...
Sometimes, a memory's fleeting touch,
Will bring to us a melting tear,
Sometimes, a friend not often met,
Will take us back to yesteryear.
Somewhere, a dream has faded past,
Where we once hoped it would ever last,
Somewhere, a heart recalls a kiss,
And a love long gone, but oftentimes missed.
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
Life brings us sorrow, strife, and pain,
But without life, what would we gain?
Life is for loving, and joyous play,
Life is for living, embrace the day...
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
Where's Fluff? - Eventide Lyrics
Where's Fluff? - Eventide Lyrics
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English
Some things, like ice cream, melt away,
With only the flavor left on your tongue,
Some things, like flowers, bloom for a day,
When it seems their life has barely begun.
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
Life brings us sorrow, strife, and pain,
But without life, what would we gain?
Life is for loving, and joyous play,
Life is for living, embrace the day...
Sometimes, a memory's fleeting touch,
Will bring to us a melting tear,
Sometimes, a friend not often met,
Will take us back to yesteryear.
Somewhere, a dream has faded past,
Where we once hoped it would ever last,
Somewhere, a heart recalls a kiss,
And a love long gone, but oftentimes missed.
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
Life brings us sorrow, strife, and pain,
But without life, what would we gain?
Life is for loving, and joyous play,
Life is for living, embrace the day...
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
With only the flavor left on your tongue,
Some things, like flowers, bloom for a day,
When it seems their life has barely begun.
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
Life brings us sorrow, strife, and pain,
But without life, what would we gain?
Life is for loving, and joyous play,
Life is for living, embrace the day...
Sometimes, a memory's fleeting touch,
Will bring to us a melting tear,
Sometimes, a friend not often met,
Will take us back to yesteryear.
Somewhere, a dream has faded past,
Where we once hoped it would ever last,
Somewhere, a heart recalls a kiss,
And a love long gone, but oftentimes missed.
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
Life brings us sorrow, strife, and pain,
But without life, what would we gain?
Life is for loving, and joyous play,
Life is for living, embrace the day...
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
Life has its passions, fear, and hate,
Life shows us death, too, while we wait,
Life is fleeting, like dreams we hide,
Destined to fade on even-tide.
And somewhere a bird,
No longer at wing,
Leaves its memory,
In songs to sing...
Writer: Tory Hall, Patricia Hall
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC