Man On The Moon

You know that life can be cruel, Life can be hard
I made up this tune, with this here guitar.
I'd sing it out loud  
If I thought it would help
But it'll probably end up
Stored away on some shelf
Why do dreams only happen
While we're lying in bed
There's no happily ever afters
When we all end up dead
In the end.
In the end.

Our journey through life,
Has it's highs and it's lows
Just to come to the conclusion
That everyone of us knows
Why do we even bother
What good will it do
Will we ever arrive
And are you coming too
Was this all meant to be
Straight from the start
If so, I'd still let you in
To my bleeding red heart
The writing is there
There, up on the wall
So we'd better move fast
It's a short life after all.
A short life after all.
A short life after all.


We go through life always fighting
Surviving at best
Only to rot in a casket
After we're laid to rest
Come take my hand,
What have you got to lose
Throw caution to the wind
There's nothing more left to prove
I know I sound morbid
But I just can't comprehend
Why life's destination
Is that we all end up dead.
In the end.
In the end.

The bees have their honey
The flowers, they bloom
So why should we have to leave
And always so soon
Could it possibly be
Life's just one big cocoon
I'd sure like to believe that
And I'll bet you would too
So sun keep on rising
And growing hottest at noon
And I'll keep on pretending
There's a man on the moon.
A man on the moon.
A man on the moon.

Be kind to one another
Your mother, your brother
Your neighbors and others
Try and see the big picture
We are the cogs in the wheel
In the race to the finish
Everyone's healed
No more starvation
No more sick, no more ill
No more voids that need filling
No more bitter pills
We know not what awaits us
Only what we're leaving behind
I'm sure in the end
It'll all work out fine.
It'll all work out fine.